Chapter 480: Divine Power

Han Lin walked over, observing Yan Buji.

Yan Buji likewise stared at him.

Han Lin let out a cold laugh, did not shift his stance, and instead activated a magical power condensation technique!

"Sneaky rat! Trying to step on my head to become famous?"

Yan Buji squinted, "I don't like talking to the dead."

"Enough madness! Take this!"

Boom—

In the blink of an eye, the entire arena was flooded with towering waves—not ordinary seawater, but a transformation of Han Lin's technique!

The surging waves covered the whole arena, the water spilling outward toward the surrounding spectator stands!

At that moment, a defensive formation activated; the arena's so-called Immortal Formation, said to be unbreakable even by Transcendent Cultivators, possessed a defense that Nascent Soul Cultivators could not pierce, so the spectators felt quite safe.

As the water spread, Yan Buji stood his ground, watching the surroundings.

Seeing Han Lin complete his Beast‑Accumulation armament, transforming into a massive tiger‑shaped mountain form, Yan Buji understood his opponent's intention.

"Coming at me straight away to kill me with full force?"

Yan Buji, cloaked in a black robe, circulated mysterious cultivation; wave after wave of tide was halted by his Immortal Essence, unable to advance a single inch, and only then did everyone notice that the Martial Cultivator standing in the water had no water flow within a ten‑meter radius!

"What a strong aura!" Ling Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"Can mere blood‑pumping noise resist a Nascent Soul Cultivator's technique?" Xiao Ran frowned, also somewhat incredulous.

Instead, a child beside them froze, "No, no, that's not simple blood‑pumping noise, it's... the power of unity!"

"Unity?" Xiao Ran, curious, transmitted his voice to ask.

"Ye Zhi Long's Martial Dao still follows the ancient warrior path, breaking the pill to become a Nascent Soul. But this person's Martial Dao is completely different! Essence, Qi, and spirit are fully condensed into one, neither breaking nor leaking!"

Xiao Ran was shocked, "So he can completely control his own power, without any loss?"

"Even a Magical Cultivator would find that hard," the child said seriously.

Whether the release of power is based on magical power or True Essence, the form—be it a technique or a Dao‑martial skill—can cause some loss for various reasons; for cultivators, mastering one's own power is not solved merely by advancing realms, many still cannot make proper use of their strength.

Just as from infancy to adulthood, people habitually use force rather than control themselves.

Cultivation is the process of growing, increasing one's power, yet still not mastering oneself.

Thus power must be grasped, but most cultivators do not deliberately fine‑tune it; they are content with knowing how much potency their technique provides, and in battle they value adaptability even more.

Instead, the Martial Cultivator before them, named Xu Long, displayed such strong self‑control that everyone with a hint of insight was stunned.

What kind of cultivation could allow such perfect mastery over one's own power?

"Why aren't we fighting yet?"

"Start it! The two of you are just gazing lovingly here!"

"Boring, I want to see blood flow like a river!"

The surrounding spectators shouted, expressing their dissatisfaction.

As the saying goes, laypeople watch the spectacle, insiders watch the principle—that's the point.

Han Lin also sensed Yan Buji's prowess, but confident he wouldn't be caught, he naturally began his attack.

"Let's see how you can block!"

The towering sea water slammed toward Yan Buji, forming a massive hand that struck down fiercely!

Yan Buji lifted his head and clenched his fist!

Boom!

He swung his arm and punched!

Like a volcanic eruption, the Immortal Essence torrent instantly pierced the giant hand above, the sea water turned into droplets that fell without a trace!

The Immortal Essence torrent then vanished instantly after shattering the hand; Yan Buji now possessed considerable combat experience in power allocation and control.

Han Lin, seeing his technique broken, was unfazed and continued to cast spells, a torrent of water techniques charging toward Yan Buji!

Seeing this, Yan Buji frowned, immediately moved swiftly to close the distance!

"Only now thinking of rushing over, too late! Mountains crumble, earth splits!"

Boom—boom—

An extraordinary tremor erupted; Yan Buji's eyebrows lifted as he felt the surrounding water turn into minute droplets with strong cohesion, drastically slowing his speed!

Soon the ground began to collapse, countless stone spikes erupted from below, and in an instant the arena turned into a stone forest!

Yan Buji stood atop a stone spike; Han Lin let out a cold laugh, then formed a hand seal with both hands: "Waterfall!"

The moisture in the air suddenly swelled, droplets merging to form a celestial river waterfall suspended in midair!

Below the waterfall, countless stone spikes assaulted from all directions; the two techniques combined, completely sealing Yan Buji's retreat!

"Let's see how you..."

Bang!

One punch!

With a single punch, Yan Buji shattered everything nearby; the spreading Immortal Essence annihilated the surrounding mist and sand, bathing the arena in a dazzling golden hue!

After the golden light flickered, Yan Buji looked at his opponent, frowned, and said, "Not strong enough."

"You, courting death!!"

Han Lin, having received such an insult, ceased any further testing!

In the blink of an eye, as the cracked earth refilled with water to form a lake, Han Lin directly employed Divine Power, pouring all his magical power into it!

Boom!

The newly raised waves sealed the surroundings; the terrifying mist seemed to carry a annihilating force like Yan Buji's True Flow Fist, completely devouring his Immortal Essence, turning the arena once again into a world of water!

"It's Han Lin's Divine Power, a flood of calamity!"

"This divine skill is extremely powerful; it can not only melt magical power, but also erode and corrode the accumulated beast armaments through the water flow! Those trapped inside have only a dead end!"

The surrounding spectators got excited, cheering continuously.

"Look, it's not over yet!"

"Is it actually an earth-type divine skill?!"

A bright yellow ray of light crossed from the raging flood of disaster and slashed toward Yan Buji!

Yan Buji watched the surrounding disaster waters draw nearer, furrowed his brows and flew into the air, constantly dodging.

But that yellow light, after missing its first strike, split into hundreds of beams; Yan Buji saw one beam heading toward him and launched a powerful punch!

Crack!

"It can petrify Immortal Essence? An earth Dao Mark?!"

And it wasn't over yet; after the surrounding disaster waters completely sealed Yan Buji's evasion range, they pressed in wildly!

Boom!

Yan Buji was hit by two divine skills!

Most of his clothing was corroded, and his hands were petrified; he surged out of the encirclement!

Bang!

As Han Lin's divine skill vanished, he looked at the disheveled Yan Buji on the field and burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, that's it!"

Yan Buji stood up, looked at his petrified hands, and carefully sensed them.

"I see."

Crack!

As Yan Buji activated Immortal Essence, he pushed his hands forward and shattered the surface petrification!

Seeing Han Lin's stunned expression, Yan Buji laughed:

"It's my turn!"

Whoosh!

Accompanied by the activation of Instant Shadow Step, before anyone could react, they saw the armed Han Lin slapped onto the defensive formation!

Rumble!