Chapter 878: Hundred Dragon King, Hundred Beast Teeth

Hahaha, kid, turn to ash in the steel dragon breath.

Mu Longwenshan looked up at the sky and laughed heartily, his pent‑up frustration released; he stood atop the Steel Flaming Dragon's head, thoroughly pleased with his masterpiece.

Everything that turned to ash before his eyes was scorching hot; the steel dragon breath could even melt a Spiritual Artifact, let alone a tiny human body.

Chen Chuyang, no matter how powerful, his body is just that—destined to be annihilated and dispersed in the steel dragon breath.

The Steel Flaming Dragon lifted its head; at that moment it stared into the distance like a victor.

When the smoke cleared, Chen Chuyang's figure appeared; in front of him a flame materialized, enveloping him and Heishanyang. Both lived within the flame unharmed, not a single thing affected them, not even a speck of dust clinging.

The flame was vivid in color, still bearing the scent of the blazing dragon breath; the flames devoured the surrounding blazing dragon breath, leaving nothing behind.

The flame gradually contracted and finally settled into Chen Chuyang's palm.

That flame, like a spirit, obeyed his will, constantly shifting shape.

Witnessing this, Mu Longwenshan exclaimed, "Impossible! The Steel Flaming Dragon's dragon breath has undergone countless transformations and enhancements; how could your flame possibly resist steel dragon breath?"

"And you, kid, how can there be no effect at all? I don't believe it."

Defying the odds, Mu Longwenshan issued a command: "Steel Flaming Dragon, attack."

The Steel Flaming Dragon opened its massive jaws, gathered dragon breath, and exhaled it in one blast.

The steel dragon breath surged again toward Chen Chuyang, who shook his head: "Ah, you freely give me fire; how could I refuse?"

"Go."

With a tap of his finger, the flame flew out, transforming into a massive dragon; the dragon opened its jaws and swallowed the steel dragon breath in one gulp.

The Steel Flaming Dragon expelled as much as it could; the flame devoured as much as it could, came as much as it could, and ate as much as it could.

That fire dragon grew stronger step by step; the more flame it consumed, the more powerful it became.

Meanwhile, the Steel Flaming Dragon could not keep exhaling its dragon breath; after a short while it could no longer release it.

When the flame completely vanished, Chen Chuyang waved his hand; the flame returned to his palm, dancing on his fingertips.

Mu Longwenshan could not believe what he saw.

"What kind of flame is this? How can it devour my steel dragon breath?"

Mu Longwenshan stared at Chen Chuyang in disbelief, unable to accept what his eyes witnessed; the steel dragon breath he had taken pride in, forged through countless efforts into the strongest breath.

It was the strongest dragon breath under his command, relying on the Steel Flaming Dragon's breath, having defeated countless opponents.

Among the Mu Dragon clan, his Steel Flaming Dragon's steel dragon breath ranks among the top.

Even his elder brother Mu Longwenlong dared not confront it directly; Chen Chuyang simply swallowed it.

That flame made Mu Longwenshan very wary.

It was Chen Chuyang's Pill Fire, yet he could not believe that such a modest Pill Fire could wield this power.

"It's only Pill Fire, naturally inferior to your steel dragon breath. The two just now were already the limit of my Pill Fire; another attempt might exceed its capacity."

Chen Chuyang deliberately gave a piece of information to make Mu Longwenshan believe.

Mu Longwenshan stared intently at Chen Chuyang, internally skeptical, yet if it were true, wouldn't that be—?

Heishanyang turned around, looking at his master in surprise, thinking he was causing trouble again.

"This kid has taken a liking to that kid's steel dragon breath, wanting to swallow more flame."

"Besides this Steel Flaming Dragon, that kid probably has other pets as well."

"If there were also beast fire, wouldn't that be—?"

In an instant, Heishanyang fully understood Chen Chuyang's intentions.

Mu Longwenshan gritted his teeth; the Beast Control Ring quivered again, and a far larger dragon appeared beside him—a massive black dragon, its body covered in black and white, a most peculiar coloration; the two opposite colors manifested on its body.

Its head was entirely black, its ferocious gaze terrifying.

"Hundred Dragon King."

"Dragon breath attack."

The black‑and‑white Hundred Dragon King opened its massive jaws and spewed black dragon breath.

The Steel Flaming Dragon at its feet also exhaled dragon breath; the two breaths merged, forming a special black, white, and red tri‑color vortex that spiraled together.

The power of that dragon breath was formidable.

"Kid, this wave of dragon breath isn't simple."

Heishanyang couldn't help but remind him, worrying that Chen Chuyang was overreaching.

Chen Chuyang replied calmly, "Nothing."

"No flame can ever be a match for my Pill Fire."

"My Pill Fire can devour ten thousand flames."

"Go."

The Pill Fire again transformed into a giant dragon, larger and more ferocious than before.

The dragon bared its fangs and claws, lunged toward the tri‑colored dragon breath, opened its jaws, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The same maneuver, the same consumption.

"Gulu."

The dragon breath was swallowed.

The Hundred Dragon King stared dumbfounded.

The Steel Flaming Dragon panted heavily.

Mu Longwenshan blinked, his eyes fixed intently on Chen Chuyang.

That flame shrank again, just like the previous flame.

Heishanyang lifted his head, exclaiming in astonishment, "Kid, your Pill Fire is unbeatable!"

"It's fine; it's more than enough to deal with them."

Chen Chuyang smiled and said, "It's your turn to act; kill them."

Those two demonic beasts were an eyesore, so Chen Chuyang gave Heishanyang a command, ordering it to first eliminate those two jiao dragons.

They claim to be dragons, but in fact, they are not dragons.

"Got it, kid, watch my moves."

Heishanyang received Chen Chuyang's order and realized the kid had had enough fun.

It didn't want to keep playing with them.

A flash of movement, then vanished.

The Iron Flame Dragon and the Hundred Dragon King stayed alert, scanning the surroundings for Heishanyang's silhouette.

Mu Long Wenshan stared intently at Chen Chuyang, the Beast‑Control Ring in his palm trembling and emitting pleasant sounds that resonated around him.

The spreading sound rippled, passed through Heishanyang's body, and located its position.

"Here."

Mu Long Wenshan's sound just rang out, and he looked in terror at the figure that appeared before him; Chen Chuyang pointed a finger, the Beast‑Control Ring froze in place, and the next moment it shattered.

It shattered into several pieces in front of Mu Long Wenshan, scattering onto the ground.

"You…"

The next instant, Mu Long Wenshan's face changed, becoming ugly.

He quickly stepped back, attempting to summon the Hundred Dragon King for help in blocking.

Chen Chuyang's hand had already reached out.

It drew ever closer to his neck, and he saw there was no way to dodge.

Mu Long Wenshan gritted his teeth and said, "Hundred Beast Fang, explode."

Within his dantian, a blade appeared, its edge resembling teeth, and it detonated completely.

It shattered into a dozen or so fragments, spraying toward Chen Chuyang.

Chen Chuyang's attack paused briefly; the aftershock of the explosion prevented him from continuing his strike.

"Decisive enough, ruthless enough."

The Spiritual Artifact exploded on command; no wonder it's a prodigy of the Mu Long clan—decisive, willing to sacrifice.

An opponent like this is truly interesting.

Chapter 227228: Mu Long Wenshan's Death

"The Spiritual Artifact's explosion can indeed halt my attack, but my attack is more than that."

Chen Chuyang gave a sly, charming smile, and his figure vanished.

Mu Long Wenshan's pupils widened, his body tensed, every muscle held its breath, daring not to breathe nor be careless, staring at the surroundings, his eyes fixed, fearing to miss any detail; at that moment, he was truly terrified.

The feeling of being watched by Chen Chuyang, who could appear anywhere at any time, was unpredictable and unavoidable.

That person left him with no means to parry.

If he didn't strike, that was fine; but once he struck, it meant death.

Tick-tick.

Sweat dripped, and Mu Long Wenshan still dared not lower his guard; on the other side, Heishanyang appeared behind the Hundred Dragon King, opened its massive jaws, and swallowed a colossal demonic beast the size of a mountain, but its body swelled for a few breaths before quickly returning to its original form.

Heishanyang was not satisfied, eyeing the Iron Flame Dragon—this was a good prize, not to be wasted.

The Iron Flame Dragon's body trembled, its eyes full of dread and fear; Mu Long Wenshan could barely protect himself, and at this moment he had no mind to tend to the Iron Flame Dragon. After they separated, Mu Long Wenshan dared not linger and fled quickly.

The exploding Hundred Beast Fangs formed weapons that blocked the rear path, preventing Chen Chuyang from catching up; at this moment, Mu Long Wenshan knew full well he was no match for Chen Chuyang—the person had been toying with him from start to finish.

He was not in the Golden Core realm, nor in the ordinary True Person realm.

Rather, it was a more terrifying realm, possibly the True Destiny realm; Mu Long Wenshan could not help but fear, for this world suppressed him, yet it would not suppress a native like Chen Chuyang too harshly.

It is very likely that this individual has never been suppressed; looking at Chen Chuyang, he does not appear to be under any suppression.

This discovery sent a chill through Mu Long Wenshan's whole body; generally, someone who can continuously conceal their strength remains unnoticed by the world, but once they act, they are immediately targeted and suppressed.

But Chen Chuyang does not receive such treatment; or rather, even heaven and earth cannot perceive his existence.

Gulu.

"He's playing the pig to eat the tiger."

"I fell for it; we all misjudged him."

"He… is very cunning."

"Damn, we must not fall into his hands."

Mu Long Wenshan only wanted to leave this place, to leave this world.

Heading to Tianwai is his only chance of survival.

Here, the suppression is too severe for him.

Chen Chuyang could not let him go; having come, he would not easily release him.

A figure gradually materialized right in front of Mu Long Wenshan.

"What!"

Mu Long Wenshan was terrified; at this moment, he was truly scared.

His face turned pale, intending to repeat the old trick.

As a result, Chen Chuyang casually tapped, and all the shattered Hundred Beast Fangs vanished; his finger pierced the space and pointed directly at Mu Long Wenshan's crown— that slender finger appeared immensely huge and unstoppable in Mu Long Wenshan's eyes.

In his eyes, there was only that single finger, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.

"Damn."

"Mu Long Secret Technique."

"Human‑Beast Method."

"Steel Flame Dragon, fuse."

"Roar." The Steel Flame Dragon let out a mournful cry; it did not want to fuse, nor become a part of Mu Long Wen Shan.

But it could not resist, nor could it... refuse.

Its body shrank, then swiftly returned to Mu Long Wen Shan's body.

In less than a breath, a layer of armor appeared on Mu Long Wen Shan—armor like steel, silver‑white with magma‑red highlights. This is his trump card, also the strongest point of the Mu Long clan.

Spiritual Artifacts are indeed powerful, but they do not need them; demonic beast pets are what they rely on most.

The powers of humans and demonic beasts merge into one, the two becoming unified, causing an even greater surge of strength.

This is the Mu Long clan's Human‑Beast Method, which can forcibly turn these demonic beasts into weapons, or even armor.

It allows free conversion, but for the demonic beasts, this causes a certain amount of damage.

The Steel Flame Dragon naturally knows Chen Chuyang's terror; facing this person, the armor it transforms into is nothing.

"Fine secret technique, worthy of the Mu Long clan; they have many secret techniques."

It was Chen Chuyang's first time seeing this kind of secret technique, and he was quite shocked.

This secret technique has its merits.

It can turn demonic beasts into weapons, allowing him to use them at will.

Moreover, as the demonic beast's strength grows, the weapon strengthens accordingly, providing a certain boost to the user as well.

From every angle it seems full of benefits, but this also has drawbacks; the demonic beast must be loyal.

"You don't think this piece of armor can defend against my attack, do you?"

"Naïve."

Chen Chuyang gave a cold smile, his finger never stopping.

"The gap between you and me is vast, like heaven and earth."

"Mu Long Wen Shan, fall down."

His finger tore through the void, appearing directly before Mu Long Wen Shan; unable to dodge, Mu Long Wen Shan's body shivered.

Then his armor shattered, unable to endure even a breath; the Steel Flame Dragon let out a mournful roar and soon gasped its last.

With the armor broken, the Steel Flame Dragon returned to its true form, lying on the ground, without any breath.

Mu Long Wen Shan's body collapsed onto the ground, barely clinging to life.

That finger pierced his chest, leaving a fist‑sized hole through which his internal organs were visible.

Chen Chuyang flicked his hand disdainfully, saying, "Too weak, uninteresting."

Heishanyang appeared beside Chen Chuyang, echoing, "Indeed too weak, made me waste my expectations. I thought he at least had the True Destiny Realm, but it turns out he's only at the True Person Realm—no fun."

Those murderous, heart‑piercing words were truly unbearable.

"Puff."

Mu Long Wen Shan spurted blood again, staring at the man before him, the man floating in the sky, looking down on all living beings.

He felt like an ant, looking up at the heavens.

Before, he always stood above the sky, overlooking his opponents.

Now, the reverse, Mu Long Wen Shan became dazed.

He could not accept, nor could he... understand.

"Cough cough cough."

He gritted his teeth and stood up; his body was already collapsing, yet he rose by sheer will.

Blood continuously streamed from his mouth and chest; Mu Long Wen Shan knew he was dying.

"I never imagined this seat would fall into your hands—laughable, tragic, pitiful."

"Chen Chuyang, this seat underestimated you."

He paid the price for his arrogance; the person before him was too adept at concealment.

Seeing his cultivation was unimpressive, after taking action, you finally understood his terror.

Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, when you're not a tiger yourself, you'll inevitably be devoured.

"It's not that I'm too strong; it's that you're too weak."

Chen Chuyang directly ranted with all his heart, deliberately provoking him.

"Puff."

Upon hearing that, Mu Long Wen Shan spat another mouthful of fresh blood; his face turned white.

His eyes stared dead at Chen Chuyang; after a long while, Mu Long Wen Shan's body softened, and he sat on the ground.

That posture was extremely relaxed, or rather, he had given up.

"You win, Chen Chuyang."

"Cough cough cough, but this seat has not lost."

"The Mu Long clan will not let you go; my elder brother and my father will avenge me."

"I will wait for you below."