Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 639 - 637: Siege of the Dark Dragon

The Dark Dragon’s dim gaze gradually revealed ruthless hostility, its entire body faintly shimmering with blood light, while its throat glowed a fiery red. Ning Daoran, having battled with dragon clan demon beasts multiple times, was far too familiar with the precursors to such an attack!

"Be careful, it’s about to ambush!"

However, Ning Daoran’s warning came a little too late.

"Roar~~~"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the Dark Dragon opened its massive bloody jaws and spewed forth a torrent of Dark Dragon Flame, sweeping sideways at once. Instantly, the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators in its path were completely incinerated into ashes within the dragon flame.

"Returning Ruins Sword Formation, hold it off!"

The Longque Wanderer shouted loudly, and the Dark Dragon twisted its massive body, sweeping the Dark Dragon Flame toward several nearby Returning Ruins Sword Formations.

For a moment, countless sword cultivators who formed the sword formations revealed expressions of resolute determination as their whole bodies erupted with sword intent. This made the aura of the sword formations grow increasingly intense, emitting unending humming and clanging noises, ready to clash head-on with the dragon flame.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

Amidst the deafening echoes, the Dark Dragon Flame collided with the sword formations. At the moment of impact, every sword cultivator’s expression sharpened instantaneously. Shortly afterward, the dragon flame swept across, leaving behind a stunning scorch mark on the sword formations. Simultaneously, about twenty percent of the sword cultivators who formed the sword formations coughed up blood on the spot, their faces pale as death!

"This isn’t good!"

Ning Tianyi’s gaze turned cold. "The sword formations cannot handle the Dark Dragon. All Nascent Soul-stage fellow daoists, join forces and suppress this dragon!"

As he spoke, Ning Tianyi leapt forth, transforming into a colossal phantom descending from the sky, his foot stepping onto a crimson magic plate that forcefully suppressed the Dark Dragon’s spine.

"Peng—"

The ground shook violently, and the Dark Dragon trembled all over, its five sharp claws plunging several meters into the earth. Yet, its incredibly formidable physical force caused wisps of vapor to "sizzle" off its surface; it forcefully withstood Ning Tianyi’s strike and even had spare strength to twist its body, fiercely slapping the magic plate with a claw before spraying a jet of Dark Dragon Flame!

Ning Tianyi quickly summoned a Spiritual Treasure-level Bone Shield, which instantly absorbed the impact of the dragon flame. The overwhelming pressure forced Ning Tianyi’s figure to retreat.

"Attack!"

On the other side, two late-stage Nascent Soul elders each summoned magic artifacts, striking the Dark Dragon’s flank with "peng peng" sounds. Meanwhile, more than twenty mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators encircled it, launching various magic treasures and spiritual treasures flying like shuttles all toward the Dark Dragon.

"Take this!"

Ning Daoran also unleashed the Fire God Sword, transforming into a streak of fierce flame to slash at the Dark Dragon’s ankle, attempting to sever its claws.

"You feeble ants!"

The Dark Dragon was now enraged, its whole body radiating surging blood light. The sound of its internal bones cracking and snapping echoed ominously as its physical form further strengthened. The dragon qi became so dense it seemed to be pressing down from above. Its serpentine tail flicked across the void, viciously striking a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator’s Bone Shield.

"Peng—"

In an instant, the Bone Shield shattered, and that unknown Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator turned into a rain of blood on the spot. He couldn’t withstand even one strike from the Dark Dragon!

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ning Tianyi executed a mantra with both hands, while his longsword transformed into a streak of flowing light and slashed outward as he issued a stern warning: "This Dark Dragon doesn’t belong to the Human World. Although its aura is only at the late-stage Nascent Soul level, its combat power rivals divinity transformation. Be extremely cautious!"

"Buzz~~~"

Up in the air, two flying shuttles and several spinning magic plates revolved in tandem—actions from two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

True Monarch Du’e raised his hand and released the Seven Treasures Heavenly Umbrella. The umbrella’s canopy spun rapidly, transforming into clouds that became strands of lightning, wind blades, fierce flames, and frost. These surged in waves over the Dark Dragon’s body.

"Take this!"

True Monarch Liu Yun opted not to engage at close range, instead pulling out a dozen array flags. After tossing them out, every three flags formed a small triangular array that conjured layers of binding force around the Dark Dragon’s claws.

Other Great Cultivators joined the fight, with even Ning Mingyu unleashing her Sea Covering Sword Formation.

In an instant, around the Dark Dragon’s enormous body, countless Nascent Soul Dharma Images rose into the air, as though the masses were saints united against a demon.

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"Roar!"

The Dark Dragon let out a low growl, and suddenly a wave of spiritual pressure equivalent to the divinity transformation stage swept out overwhelmingly in all directions!

"Hold!"

Ning Tianyi swung his sword forcefully, simultaneously releasing a divinity transformation spiritual pressure to counter it. Unexpectedly, the Dark Dragon’s spiritual pressure was even denser by a margin, continuing to spread outward.

Ning Daoran bore the brunt, feeling his mana and blood halt violently, but that was all. The Eternal Green Technique and Dragon Demon Heart Scripture churned within him, and within half a breath, he countered the oppressive spiritual pressure!

However, the lower-stage Nascent Soul cultivators didn’t fare as well, especially those at the early stage—many were forced to bleed from their mouths and nostrils under the spiritual pressure, suffering miserably.

At this moment, the Dark Dragon abruptly turned its head, spewing a jet of Dark Dragon Flame directly at Ning Mingyu, who was commanding the Sea Covering Sword Formation. It seemed able to sense the human clan’s bloodline aura, realizing that this woman was Ning Tianyi’s daughter—the source of its troubles.

"Mingyu!"

Ning Tianyi’s face turned ashen in horror. However, he was too far away and was locked down by the Dark Dragon’s targeted spiritual pressure on his physical body, rendering him incapable of instant teleportation to rescue.

Just in time, however, a flash of lightning streaked past. Ning Daoran swiftly scooped Ning Mingyu into his arms, moving her aside at great speed.

"Mingyu, fall back!"

Ning Daoran threw Ning Mingyu to safety and turned around just in time to see the Dark Dragon shattering two flying swords with brute force, using the momentum to thrust a deadly blow toward True Monarch Du’e’s abdomen.

"Ah?!"

True Monarch Du’e hastily summoned a silver shield, but it failed to withstand the attack. The low-grade spiritual treasure silver shield was instantly blasted away, leaving a horrifying claw mark on its surface. Simultaneously, Du’e’s body was slammed back by dragon energy, his throat tightening as blood spurted profusely.

The Dark Dragon was overwhelmingly powerful—even mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators couldn’t withstand it directly. A single move resulted either in death or grave injury!

Suddenly, a streak of fiery red light swept down from midair.

"Junior Brother Ning..."

True Monarch Du’e sighed in slight relief, knowing he survived the impending doom.

In the sky, a massive Dragon Demon Dharma Image hung prominently as Ning Daoran stood within it, his entire body surging with blood qi. His Big Green Dragon spear, imbued with immense mana, roared as it plummeted straight toward the Dark Dragon’s skull!

Secret skill! Vermilion Bird Destruction!

"Peng peng peng~~~"

A torrential downpour of spear radiance descended, delivering some palpable pain to the Dark Dragon. It abruptly opened its left eye, causing Ning Daoran’s body to tremble, as though frozen in place.

Not good—it’s a Divine Thought Strike!

This divine technique, resembling the Soul Suppressing Technique, was unbelievably fierce. Despite Ning Daoran’s defensive measures, he still succumbed!

"Not good!"

High above, Ning Tianyi watched as the Dark Dragon prepared to devour Ning Daoran. He promptly unleashed his immense aura—a golden Dharma Image manifested behind him in prideful majesty, surveying all creation!

Divinity Transformation Dharma Image!

The crowd was in shock!

At this moment, Ning Tianyi discarded all caution, unleashing his divinity transformation powers. The Dharma Image extended its hand, five fingers splayed downward, slamming fiercely upon the Dark Dragon’s colossal skull, pinning it against the ground. The earth shook endlessly, with countless dust clouds and flying debris raining down.

"Roar~~~"

The Dark Dragon howled in pain as Ning Tianyi raised his right hand. A spiritual treasure-grade sword descended from the heavens with a "squelch," piercing through the dragon scales and penetrating its skull.

"Well done, City Lord!" Many cultivators cheered joyfully.

"No, something’s wrong..."

However, Ning Daoran noticed a strange shadow flickering along the back of the Dark Dragon’s neck, as though it were its reflection.

"City Lord Ning, watch out!"

He urgently warned, simultaneously transforming into lightning and stabbing fiercely at the Dark Dragon’s eye.

In a sudden turn of events, Ning Daoran’s keen insight proved accurate. The Dark Dragon’s neck shadow inexplicably separated from the rest of its body, transforming into a second head. Its bloody jaws spread wide, biting down with a "chomp" on Ning Tianyi’s Dharma Image arm. The savage twisting motions ripped the arm away in an instant!

"Pfft..."

Ning Tianyi spewed blood, and his divinity transformation Dharma Image began to falter on the spot.

Meanwhile, Ning Daoran’s spear pierced violently into the Dark Dragon’s eye.

Secret skill! Azure Dragon Whirlwind Strike!

The spear radiance churned, turning the Dark Dragon’s right eye into a blinding mess of mangled flesh and blood.

"Take this!"

Ning Daoran pointed sharply, commanding his Blood-drinking Sword to plunge into the wounded eye socket, ravenously imbibing dragon blood!

"Still off..."

Although the Blood-drinking Sword seemed to sink into the dragon’s eye, Ning Daoran discerned that circumstances weren’t as they seemed. Despite appearing to feast on dragon blood, the treasure’s essence qi hadn’t increased in the slightest!

This revealed a startling truth—the Dark Dragon wasn’t genuinely corporeal; it didn’t actually possess blood qi!

"Roar!"

The Dark Dragon swung its head violently, sending a jet of Dark Dragon Flame spewing forth!

Ning Daoran faced it head-on, summoning the Earth Gold Cauldron without hesitation!

"Peng—"

The divine cauldron was hurled backward, dragging Ning Daoran along and slamming him into a distant rock wall hundreds of meters away.

"Fellow daoists, join me in slaying this demon beast!"

Ning Tianyi summoned his divinity transformation Dharma Image again. Although the image was severely weakened, he pushed forward without hesitation.

"Miserable ants, laughable indeed!"

The Dark Dragon sneered mockingly, suddenly unleashing another powerful Divine Thought attack. Instantly, a mid-stage Nascent Soul elder froze in place, eyes dazed and motionless.

In the next moment, Dark Dragon Flame swept over him, extinguishing his form into nothingness—dust returned to dust.

No one had time to react, not even Ning Tianyi.

"Hu Ling, my friend!"

Someone cried out in anguish.

This was Hu Ling True Monarch, a renowned Nascent Soul Great Cultivator from Sangyu Country who had enjoyed considerable fame across Qinzhou. Unexpectedly, his end came so tragically here in Jiuyou City.

"Avenge him!"

The Nascent Soul Cultivators, overcome with grief and fury, rushed at the Dark Dragon from all directions.

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