Chapter 833 - 340: Slaying the Nascent Soul Cultivator (2)

Chu Ning heard Shang Song’s words and began to laugh.

"If my guess is correct, Elder Shang is probably waiting to interrogate me about entering this Void Abyss once we’re out of here.

If it weren’t for the inability to use Divine Sense and Magical Power here, perhaps he would have already made a move against me."

Shang Song just smiled, without responding.

Chu Ning then chose not to question him further and instead spoke to the other two Nascent Soul Independent Cultivators:

"Elders, Ice Island Immortal City has been oppressing us independent cultivators. I wonder if the two of you can help uphold justice."

The skinny elder and the somewhat rotund middle-aged cultivator looked at Chu Ning strangely, as if watching a clown.

They were strangers to Chu Ning, so how could they possibly go against Changkong Hall for him?

Seeing this, Chu Ning slightly nodded.

"It seems that once I, a Golden Core Independent Cultivator, leave this Void Abyss, I will face great danger. Enough!"

With that, Chu Ning continued to move forward.

The three Nascent Soul Cultivators heard Chu Ning’s words, feeling somewhat puzzled, but soon discovered something was amiss.

"You... why?"

Shang Song watched Chu Ning calmly walk towards him under the Power of Origin, and his eyes widened slightly.

Chu Ning looked at Shang Song and smiled.

"It seems Elder Shang, though a Nascent Soul Cultivator, is not quite skilled in body refinement."

Upon hearing this, Shang Song’s expression changed slightly.

"Body refinement, you’re a Body Cultivator!"

Then he immediately reacted and quickly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you have resided in Ice Island Immortal City for many years. Both the Immortal City and Frost Moon Pavilion have treated you well.

About your entry into this Void Abyss, if you do not wish to speak, I will not ask."

"Will you? I suspect once we’re out of here, Elder Shang, you won’t say the same. Haven’t you always doubted my access to the Divine Spring Pool?

Can Changkong Hall refrain from questioning me about this matter?"

Thunder Shock Step!

As these words fell, Chu Ning flashed forward towards Shang Song, swinging his right hand directly.

Celestial Spirit Fist! Condensed Yuan Slash! Soul-Breaking Strike!

A punch infused with the four Secret Techniques of the Nine Derivations Body Refining Technique directly blasted towards Shang Song!

"Chu Ning, how dare you!"

At this moment, Shang Song was shouting while desperately retreating.

Though unable to use Divine Sense or Magical Power, his judgment as a Nascent Soul Cultivator remained.

Just from the strength of Chu Ning’s punch, he could tell Chu Ning’s body refinement was extremely high; such a punch could be lethal.

However, neither his shout nor his retreat could stop Chu Ning.

Knowing that trouble from Changkong Hall would follow, settling one matter now was better than facing many later.

Otherwise, once out—without the restriction of Power of Origin—even though the giant turtle might act, it was said it could only do so once or twice.

"You..."

"Boom!"

Before Shang Song could finish speaking, Chu Ning’s powerful punch had already landed on him.

Accompanied by a muffled groan, Shang Song was blasted directly into the air.

However, due to the restriction of Power of Origin, he only flew a mere ten feet before falling heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

After a sound, this Nascent Soul Cultivator lay on the ground motionless.

And right then, one could vaguely see a small figure seemingly trying to emerge from Shang Song’s head.

The figure was identical to Shang Song.

"Nascent Soul!"

Chu Ning quickly recognized the small figure as Shang Song’s Nascent Soul.

Under normal circumstances, a Nascent Soul Cultivator might escape with their Nascent Soul even if their physical body was destroyed.

However, perhaps due to the restriction of Power of Origin, this Nascent Soul could not escape from Shang Song’s body.

Seeing this, Chu Ning’s form flickered again, arriving at Shang Song’s side.

Then, in the terrified gaze of the Nascent Soul, he extended a finger and pointed down.

Void Finger!

Having cultivated in the Northern Cold Land for years, he’s mastered various Secret Techniques of the Nine Derivations Body Refining Technique.

This Void Finger also incorporates the Soul-Breaking Strike!

The Soul-Breaking Strike attacks the Path of Spiritual Sense, harnessing the Power of Space, piercing through Shang Song’s head and directly hitting his Nascent Soul.

"Ah!!"

Vaguely, that Nascent Soul emitted a scream identical to Shang Song’s, and then vanished without a trace.

Not far away, watching this unfold were the skinny elder and middle-aged cultivator, whose expressions suddenly changed.

Shang Song was a Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Cultivator, but in this damned place, unable to use Spiritual Sense Magical Power.

Unable to leverage his cultivation, he was completely obliterated by Chu Ning, a Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator, with one punch and one finger!

What made their faces turn even more unsightly was that Chu Ning was now looking at them.

"Fellow Daoist Chu." The skinny elder proactively addressed Chu Ning amicably:

"This Changkong Hall is envious of your entry into this Void Abyss, but we would never.

We also detest the ways of these powerful factions, which is why we haven’t joined them.

We have no quarrel with you, Fellow Daoist..."

"But you witnessed me kill Shang Song!" Chu Ning interrupted casually.

The skinny elder detected the murderous intent in Chu Ning’s words, causing his expression to change slightly.

The middle-aged cultivator’s rounded face quickly revealed a hint of flattery.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, rest assured, we would never reveal this to anyone else.

If you’re uneasy, I can swear an oath with my Heart Demon."

Chu Ning shook his head, keeping his gaze on them, speaking slowly:

"I only trust the dead!"

"Fellow Daoist Shang!" At that moment, the rotund middle-aged cultivator suddenly raised his hand and called loudly behind Chu Ning.