Chapter 950: The Death of Mu Long Lie

Mu Long Lie thought out the plan and executed it at once.

Mu Long Lie doesn't want to be dragged along, nor… become a dead man.

Once besieged, only death awaits, and Mu Long Lie neither wishes to fight nor likes battling unknown people.

Such people often signify danger; Mu Long Lie doesn't like taking uncertain battles, and when faced with the sudden arrival of Chen Chuyang and others, his heart is uneasy.

"First leave this place; we can't clash with them."

"That kid is very dangerous."

As a hunter, he has a premonition; his sense of danger never errs.

That is why Mu Long Lie has survived until today: each time danger appears, he leaves immediately without looking back.

Mu Long Lie ran; unable to fly high, he ran on the ground.

Heishanyang sneered, "Kid, look at him—he's running away."

"I saw it; this kid is really clever, knowing he's not our match and fleeing early. I thought he'd charge at us to kill us, but it seems this person is far smarter than Mu Long Wenshan."

"Members of the Mu Long Clan indeed; only they would be interested in the Azure Dragon Clan. They truly favor dragon kind, and any who possess a True Dragon bloodline they will not spare."

Chen Chuyang smiled and nodded, "The Mu Long Clan lives off dragons; the stronger the dragons they bind, the stronger they become."

"This one has set his sights on the grandmother; you were too careless, Grandmother, to be targeted by the Mu Long Clan."

Grandmother Long Zetian awkwardly touched her nose and said, "I didn't know anyone was following me. This person is extremely adept at dealing with dragons, cloaked in hidden divine skills, so powerful that I didn't notice a thing."

Mu Long Lie's body is so powerful that even she didn't notice.

This person excels at disguising and hiding himself.

He is also adept at dealing with their dragon kind; most of the Mu Long Clan's bodies are targeted at dragons.

The Azure Dragon Clan is also a dragon tribe.

"The Mu Long Clan is dangerous; whatever they set their sights on, they will obtain by any means."

They never die nor cease.

For example, Mu Long Wenshan, once dead, will not stop.

The Mu Long Clan hasn't given up; perhaps they encountered some danger and thus have no mind to govern him.

When a Mu Long Clan member finally shows up, Chen Chuyang naturally wants to let him experience what despair is.

"Kid, if you don't act now, he'll really get away."

The Formation shrouds, and Mu Long Lie cannot leave.

He reached the edge of the Formation at great speed, but unfortunately cannot break through it.

Within a short time he cannot breach this Formation; Mu Long Lie grew anxious, glanced back, and that glance shocked his body and mind—a hand rushed toward him at high speed, tearing through space.

In the previous second, Chen Chuyang had just struck; the next second, that hand was right before his eyes.

The distance was so close that Mu Long Lie could not dodge.

"Damn, this person's body is bizarre; I can't evade, only stand my ground."

"Mu Long secret technique, human‑beast unity."

In an instant, Mu Long Lie merged with a dragon‑type beast; his body sprouted scale armor and brown‑red fur, resembling a lion.

Flames erupted from his body, intending to shatter Chen Chuyang's attack.

"Buzz."

The flames dissipated, and the scale armor shattered.

Mu Long Lie's body suddenly collapsed, his human‑beast state collapsing.

A beast flew out of his body, slammed onto the ground, leaving a hole in his chest; he lay there, barely alive.

Mu Long Lie fared no better; he spewed blood, his body barely standing.

"You…"

His chest caved in; he almost died.

He had sacrificed an ancient beast, his strongest defensive beast, which couldn't even withstand a single blow.

"Awooo."

The fiery red lion let out a mournful howl and died.

It collapsed on the ground, utterly lifeless.

Mu Long Lie, without time for grief or anger, turned and tried to break through the Formation.

Chen Chuyang shook his head, "It's useless; you cannot break my Formation."

"If my Formation were so easy to breach, all the years I've devoted to Formation knowledge would be a waste of time."

"Mu Long Clan kid, you can't escape."

"Sit down and surrender; perhaps I'll spare your life."

Mu Long Lie glared at Chen Chuyang, angrily saying, "The Mu Long Clan has no one who kneels."

"You killed a member of my Mu Long Clan; the Mu Long Clan will not let you go unpunished."

Hearing this, Chen Chuyang slowly descended, standing three meters from Mu Long Lie.

"Mu Long Clan? Would they dare come down?"

"I killed Mu Long Wenshan, and other members of the Mu Long Clan; anyone who enters this world I have slain."

"You are no exception either."

"I admire your backbone, but I don't like clever people."

He raised his hand, and his fingertips gathered lightning.

Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Finger.

Using it again, Chen Chuyang would kill him, lest it affect his mood.

Heishanyang, seeing this, anxiously said: "Kid, leave the corpse whole; he's my food, you can't crush him."

Eh?

Chen Chuyang's raised hand halted, and the aura of the heavenly tribulation lightning dissipated.

Using the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning Finger to kill him is overkill.

"Looks like I still have to use this move."

"Primordial Unity One Qi Hand, specialized in sealing people."

He reached out, seizing.

Mu Longlie prepared to erupt, unable to escape; he wanted to perish together with Chen Chuyang.

However, he quickly realized that even wanting to perish together was a vain hope.

Because he could do nothing, he could only… watch helplessly as he was captured.

Unable to resist, unable to oppose.

He could only watch as Chen Chuyang's hand came to seize him, unable to do anything.

Only after that hand completely seized him could he no longer move.

"How is this possible?"

Being unable to do anything is more miserable than having resisted and still lost.

That hand sealed everything—his strength, his true qi, all were sealed.

"You're surprised, right? Resistance is useless; my Primordial Unity One Qi Hand is specifically aimed at people like you."

"Wanting to perish together—I admire your courage."

"Regrettably, I must tell you… you cannot."

Mu Longlie was completely sealed from head to toe, unable to resist in the slightest.

Heishanyang landed steadily; to this, he was long accustomed.

It walked over to Mu Longlie's side, nodding repeatedly: "Kid, this kid's not bad; at True Fate Peak, after being suppressed, he can only muster the strength of True Fate Sixth Heaven—with that measly strength, he dares to come down?"

"I really don't know who gave him the guts, but this kid is full of true qi and blood; surely the elixir refined from him would be delicious."

It licked its lips; in its eyes, Mu Longlie was not a human, but a pill.

Long Zetian watched the whole thing; Mu Longlie was captured.

That's how he was captured.

It happened too fast; I saw nothing, as if Chen Chuyang did nothing, yet Mu Longlie meekly surrendered—this is too strange.

"How did you manage that?"

Long Zetian was puzzled, not understanding how Chen Chuyang managed it.