Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 511 - 509: Killed with Three Punches!

"Ancestor!"

Han Dinghai shouted loudly, his eyes filled with worry.

Ning Daoran is a Ninth Layer Five-Colored Thunder Tribulation, and his foundation in the Nascent Soul Stage is far from ordinary. Although the ancestor of the Li family has been immersed in the early Nascent Soul for hundreds of years, he may not really be a match for Ning Daoran.

"Ancestor, this person..."

Although Han Liang was injured, he still wanted to say something.

"No need to worry about me."

Li Bin said indifferently, "You all should immediately return to the Hidden Dragon Sect, activate the great array to prevent a sneak attack from Wind Snow Tower!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Han Dinghai and Han Liang, among others, departed one after another.

Ning Daoran couldn’t be bothered, and turned to fly towards Golden Dawn Valley.

"Hmph!"

Li Bin also flew out, exuding confidence.

At this moment, he had mastered most of the True Dragon Treasure Technique, and already integrated it thoroughly. He was only one step away from mastering the complete True Dragon Treasure Technique. Could he really not deal with this just-successfully condensed Nascent Soul youngster?!

...

"Boom—"

Inside the Golden Dawn Valley, two Nascent Souls arrived one after the other.

Ning Daoran didn’t plan to use formations or Magical Treasures as his foundation, there was no need, just Li Bin indeed.

"Young Friend Ning, let’s begin."

Li Bin’s arms vibrated, and Nascent Soul Power spread horizontally, immediately a white-haired Dharma Image appeared behind him, and Coiling Dragon Wall hummed, with strands of Dragon Energy crisscrossing.

Compared to ten years ago, his cultivation had not just improved slightly, indeed he was only one step away from the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul!

"Hmph!"

Ning Daoran just smiled lightly and said, "Old dog, prepare to die!"

Speaking, he made his move, raising his hand to summon a very thick Blood-colored Immortal Vine, precisely a Dragon Vine he had nourished and cultivated over the years, covered with thorns, which with a swoosh, slashed out a trace in the void, aiming right at Li Bin’s head.

"Seeking death!"

Li Bin shouted sharply, raising one hand, a technique of Dragon Form condensed, transforming into thick Dragon Scales to block it.

Unexpectedly, with a "Peng" a loud explosion occurred, the Dragon Scales directly shattered, and the Dragon Vine, carrying a strand of Chaotic Power, chopped down, landing directly on Li Bin’s Magical Treasure-level Inner Armor!

"Is this all the ability you have?"

Ning Daoran smiled faintly, raising his hand to summon a strand of Dual Yin Sword Intent, and immediately the green sword light condensed, cutting through the wind, quickly aiming for Li Bin’s face!

"How dare you!?"

Li Bin roared furiously, his hands suddenly coming together, strands of Dragon Energy gathered, transforming into a golden dragon rushing towards the sword light.

"Boom—"

The explosive sound shocked Golden Dawn Valley, that golden dragon was instantly torn to shreds, and following that, the remaining sword light fell entirely onto the Coiling Dragon Wall, buzzing loudly, causing Li Bin to vomit blood incessantly.

"Is this all your capability?"

Ning Daoran couldn’t help but laugh lightly, he casually waved his hand, and five more sword intents broke through the air continuously.

Li Bin’s face turned pale, stirring the Coiling Dragon Wall, trying to resist with the True Dragon Treasure Technique continuously, yet every time he couldn’t completely block it, the leftover sword intent power cascaded over the Coiling Dragon Wall and Inner Armor, and he sustained more severe internal injuries gradually.

"What a waste."

Ning Daoran suddenly sank his body, and behind him, a Blood-colored Dharma Image of a Dragon Demon Martial Infant appeared, and with a "Peng," he burst forward, and in the next moment, a punch filled with power landed squarely on Li Bin’s chest!

"Peng!"

Li Bin took the punch, flying out like a cannonball, heavily crashing into the mountain ranges behind.

Even the force was so strong that it directly penetrated through the verdant mountain peak, flying out from the back.

"You..."

Li Bin’s eyes were already filled with blood, how immense was the power of this punch, how could a Nascent Soul cultivator possess such strength?

Wrong, the opponent was not just a simple Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was also a Mixed Element Realm Martial God!

Even, this punch was much more ferocious than the usual Mixed Element Realm Early Stage Martial God’s fist power!

This person was truly a monster, where on earth did he pop out from?!

Li Bin’s mind whirled with millions of thoughts, and while his body was still flying, he felt a wrinkle in space, followed up by an exploding fist intent, with Spiritual Pressure looming over!

"Peng!"

The second punch!

The moment before Ning Daoran’s punch made contact, the skin and flesh on Li Bin’s back began to burst open, and when the fist fully connected with the body, the bones continually shattered, the Nascent Soul cultivator’s flesh body was strong, but absolutely could not withstand Ning Daoran’s current punch.

Among the loud noise, Li Bin flew out again, consecutively breaking through two mountain ranges ahead, his entire body was tattered, and life was continuously leaving his body.

’It’s all over, all over...’

At this time, a chill filled Li Bin’s heart, he already had the realization of impending death.

He regretted so much in his heart, why provoke Seal Master Ning of all people?

If he had known he wouldn’t have taken over his talisman shop...

No, it should be if he had known he wouldn’t have taken back Fish-Dragon Square, wouldn’t have killed Li Yuantong.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world, the outcome is already predestined.

In a battle between Nascent Souls, if one side gains an absolute advantage, it is impossible to give the other party a chance to escape, as long as they can kill the Nascent Soul, they will definitely not show mercy!

"Buzz~~"

The space twisted again, from the cracks in the void, Ning Daoran suddenly swooped out, brutally stomping on Li Bin’s head!

"Peng!"

The valley shook, the tremors unceasing!

With that ruthless stomp, Ning Daoran stomped Li Bin into a mountain range, and the force of this stomp was so tremendous that it caused Li Bin’s body to gush out towards the back, immediately causing three continuous green mountains to crack and collapse, turning into a pile of powder!

The great battle between Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, terrifying as this!!

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Li Bin was stomped into the shattered mountain by Ning Daoran, his head already smashed into fragments.

And right above that fragmented head, a wisp of blood-colored Nascent Soul was crawling out, about to unleash Instant Teleportation Divine Ability.

"Still trying to flee?"

Ning Daoran’s reaction was swift; his Spiritual pressure surged, distorting the surrounding space, and with one hand, he directly grasped Li Bin’s Nascent Soul!

"Fellow Daoist Ning!"

The Nascent Soul cried out in agony, "Please spare me... I admit my mistakes. Whatever you demand, Li Bin will surely comply, and henceforth I am willing to be a lifelong servant, never harboring any resentment, I only ask Fellow Daoist Ning—"

"Stop begging, I won’t agree."

Ning Daoran said indifferently, "Li Bin, I originally did not want to kill you. There is no deep hatred between us, and taking away a mere talisman shop was truly of little concern to me. However, you should not have killed Li Yuantong, nor should you have repeatedly favored the Hidden Dragon Sect and suppressed Wind Snow Tower. It just so happens that I have some connections with both Wind Snow Tower and Li Yuantong, hence you must die."

"Fellow Daoist... Fellow Daoist Ning... Senior Ning, please don’t..."

Li Bin continued to plead, but Ning Daoran had already exerted force, his body’s Dragon Demon Power surged, directly crushing Li Bin’s Nascent Soul!

"Little Qing."

He slapped the Storage Bag, "There’s still some residue left, don’t waste it!"

"Thank you, young master, yum!"

Little Qing popped out a head and with a gulp, swallowed all that remained of Li Bin’s Nascent Soul along with the leftover Blood Essence and Spirit Essence, as if she had enjoyed a grand feast.

"Burp~~"

"..."

Ning Daoran glanced at her, Little Qing was a bit shy, her ghostly face blushing.

"Let’s return."

"Yes, young master!"

Little Qing, with an embarrassed smile, returned into the Green Ghost Flag.

...

"Seal Master Ning..."

Behind him, several golden Tunneling lights broke through the wind.

Sensing that the great battle had ended after just the tenth move, Bai Ying, along with Bai Feiyu, Li Yinpeng, and other Golden Core cultivators rushed over, only to see Ning Daoran’s silhouette standing within the shattered mountain, with a destroyed corpse beneath his feet. Behind the corpse loomed the Coiling Dragon Wall – if not the Li Family Ancestor, then who?

"Ning... Senior Ning..."

Bai Ying instantly changed her address.

Too formidable! To eradicate their own ancestor in ten moves, this man should no longer simply be called Fellow Daoist.

"Seal Master Ning, our Ancestor, he..."

Li Yinpeng blurted out innocently.

"Li Bin has been slain by me."

Ning Daoran raised his hand, calling forth the Coiling Dragon Wall from the ground. This object was a Spiritual Treasure, but Ning Daoran didn’t value it; the Coiling Dragon Wall was compatible with the True Dragon Treasure Technique, while Ning Daoran cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture of the Blood Qi Path, which did not involve the operation of Spiritual Power, thus it didn’t match well with the Coiling Dragon Wall, making it useless to him apart from selling for money.

"Li Bin’s remaining possessions will be handed over to Wind Snow Tower."

Ning Daoran gestured, tossing the Coiling Dragon Wall to Bai Ying, but kept the Storage Bag for himself. He had been a cultivator in the Cultivation World for centuries, always adhering to a principle of "never leaving empty-handed."

"Thank you, Senior Ning..."

Bai Ying received the Coiling Dragon Wall, thrilled.

"Seal Master Ning..."

Bai Feiyu pursed her red lips, "You are going to..."

"I will leave for a while."

Ning Daoran spoke gravely, "I will leave for about half a year. If all goes well, I might come back and look at Wind Snow Tower again. If I do not return, that does not matter. Li Bin has been killed, and the struggle between Wind Snow Tower and the Hidden Dragon Sect is now up to your own fate."

"Yes..."

Bai Ying, Bai Feiyu, and Li Yinpeng bowed together in courtesy. Although everyone wanted to ask him to stay, no one dared to speak.

The coming and going of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator is not something these Golden Core Stage cultivators can influence.

...

"Let’s go!"

Ning Daoran turned around, his Nascent Soul Power bursting out, and with a "Peng," only a streak of lightning remained. When the women opened their eyes, they found that he had already disappeared.

He was indeed too fast!

"Master..."

Bai Feiyu fell silent.

Bai Ying didn’t know what to say at the moment.

Li Yinpeng seemed lost.

...

In Wuzhou, deep within the southern border’s mountains, a blood-colored Tunneling light swept across the sky, then turned into a stream of fire and disappeared into the mountains.

The person was Ning Daoran.

And this place was a decaying Spirit Vein.

When the Spiritual Energy of a Spirit Vein is about to be exhausted, it becomes as disordered as a dying planet, no longer suitable for ordinary cultivators to practice.

Therefore, although this Spirit Vein rated as Fourth-order Lower Grade, no one was around; only a Third-tier Middle Stage Fox Demon occupied the area.

"Yo, Fellow Daoist..."

The Fox Demon turned around, quickly Transformed into a very beautiful woman in white. Realizing this was a Nascent Soul cultivator, her face turned slightly pale, "This Senior..."

"Nothing serious."

Ning Daoran said, "I’d like to borrow this place for half a year, and after that, I’ll leave. I hope this young friend can accommodate!"

"Of course!"

The Fox Demon bowed: "Whatever the Senior needs, is this little demon’s pursuit. I will leave immediately!"

Saying this, she ran off, quickly disappearing into the dense forest.

"Humph~~"

Ning Daoran chuckled lightly, strong will to live, promising!

He gently slapped the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, smiling, "Old Lu, come out, it’s your turn to form a Nascent Soul!"