Chapter 481: Boiling Hot Blood

Han Lin stared wide-eyed, staggering to his feet as his body‑protecting armor was almost shattered by the opponent; although he was mentally prepared, he never imagined martial cultivators' power could be this strong.

"It doesn't matter if I lose in close combat, but how can he break my divine ability?"

This is something Han Lin cannot accept; his two great divine abilities are driven and manifested by Dao Marks, and even against equal‑level opponents, even if the enemy has more Dao Marks, they should not be so easily broken.

Otherwise, what's the point of cultivating these divine abilities for so many years?

Isn't this just making a laughingstock of oneself?

But before Han Lin could catch his breath, Yan Buji rushed forward again, clenched his huge fist, and slammed it down with a boom!

Boom!

Han Lin's scalp went numb, and he had no choice but to activate his armor to dodge quickly.

In the spectator stands.

Xiao Ran frowned: "This Xu Long's dao‑martial technique seems familiar..."

The kid looked strange: "Probably a legacy of ancient martial cultivators; didn't you also teach me a few moves before?"

"Oh, it's from obtaining the filthy qi in the underground palace, then you copied and taught me." Xiao Ran recalled and sent a mental message.

The kid nodded: "This person's mysterious cultivation method is quite complicated; he probably hasn't exerted his full strength yet, not even using his martial dao marks."

"He hasn't used any Dao Marks? Then how did he break Han Lin's divine abilities?" Xiao Ran exclaimed in surprise.

Most divine abilities are driven and manifested by Dao Marks, displaying terrifying power capable of shaking heaven and earth; in battles of equal level, the might of divine abilities also indirectly proves how strong the opponent's cultivation is.

As a mid‑stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Xiao Ran has also cultivated many divine abilities; he naturally knows that in direct combat, unless he happens to have a divine ability that counters the opponent's, relying solely on the flesh to break divine abilities is nearly impossible.

Even some body cultivators cannot do it; of course, body cultivators are a type of magical cultivator, although they also follow the martial dao path, they actually use magical power to strengthen the body, and can likewise cultivate divine abilities.

Martial cultivators are completely different; then there is only one possibility.

A martial cultivator's own Dao Marks outnumber the opponent's, and by the mutual exclusion of Dao Marks, they can consume their own Dao Marks to break the divine abilities imposed on them by the enemy, involving fine control of the martial cultivator's true essence, divine sense, etc., but it still couldn't be done instantly, could it?

Xiao Ran felt doubtful, unable to understand how Xu Long could instantly break the opponent's two great divine abilities, as if his flesh had been cultivated to the terrifying level of being invulnerable to all laws.

"Old thing, do you know what's going on? If he can dispel the divine abilities placed on himself without using Dao Marks, then isn't his flesh...?" Xiao Ran asked cautiously.

The kid looked strange, shook his head: "Let's just assume that's the case; this Xu Long's path differs from that of ancient martial cultivators, and I've never seen it either."

Xiao Ran nodded, also feeling moved by the vastness of the Five Regions; indeed, talented and extraordinary people emerge in abundance.

Ling Yan, standing nearby, looked at them and asked: "What are you whispering about?"

The kid showed a surprised expression, pointing at Xiao Ran: "Brother said you're dressed very nicely today."

"Is... is that so?" Ling Yan's face flushed, she looked at Xiao Ran with full anticipation.

Not wasting my effort to dress up before going out, this blockhead is still somewhat thoughtful.

Xiao Ran scratched his head, glanced a few times, saw no difference in Ling Yan from yesterday, and said: "Right?"

"Huh?"

On the stage, after experiencing the power of magical cultivators' divine abilities, Yan Buji also gained a new understanding of his physical strength.

Achieving the Martial Immortal realm through the union of spirit and flesh, even without using the few martial dao marks, one can resist the opponent's divine abilities; this seems to be after my profound cultivation circulates, merely consuming immortal essence and divine sense can break the enemy's divine abilities.

Of course, the consumption is not small either; at the moment of petrification, Yan Buji autonomously mobilized one‑third of his immortal essence and divine sense, showing that his flesh cannot withstand any divine ability; at best, it's just a bit more durable than an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Impossible!" Han Lin roared, seeing that his divine abilities inflicted no damage on the opponent, and various techniques were easily dodged or broken by him, he became utterly furious.

"You damn thing, if you have the guts, come fight with magic!"

"If you're sick, go get treatment, don't stay in this barber shop."

Yan Buji snorted coldly: "Old man, I'm a martial cultivator fighting you in magic—are you getting anxious?"

In the blink of an eye, he stopped probing; under the high‑speed maneuvering of the Instant Shadow Step, he actually achieved a speed akin to teleportation.

Even if it's not true teleportation, even if Han Lin could sense Yan Buji's movements, trying to intercept him would be completely ineffective—he couldn't hit or break through his flesh.

Precisely for this reason, as Yan Buji drew nearer, Han Lin became anxious and frantic, even convinced that this time the opponent must have come with a murderous intent, his strike would surely be thunderous.

At that moment, Han Lin also didn't care about backlash, and took out an item from his Storage Accumulation Device!

"It's Han Lin's Six‑turn Immortal Accumulation Treasure Elephant Holding Heaven Pillar!" The surrounding spectators cheered.

"It seems Han Lin is also forced into this, having no choice; I've long heard the fame of this Immortal Accumulation Artifact—it was once a treasure of a God Transformation cultivator, but activating this Immortal Accumulation is truly difficult; even a God Transformation cultivator can't endure the consumption. Han Lin has used it only a handful of times, and I don't know whether this martial cultivator Xu Long can withstand it!"

Seeing the opponent produce an Immortal Accumulation, Yan Buji naturally eased his offense, retreating to the side to observe the surroundings.

An intangible bond suddenly filled the arena covered by formations; this binding force entirely came from Han Lin's Treasure Elephant Holding Heaven Pillar in his hand, as if a primeval savage beast were dead‑staring at him!

"This is you forcing me, you damn thing!!" Han Lin cursed, his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth began to bleed; Yan Buji saw Han Lin's aura rapidly declining, and that five‑meter white jade pillar carved with ancient savage beasts, bound by chains, flashed with dangerous, deadly blood light.

"Roar!"

"Crack!"

As the chains on the white jade pillar shattered, a Heaven‑holding Giant Beast strode out from within the pillar; when this beast appeared, it blotted out the sky and sun, over thirty meters tall with a massive body, it lifted its head and roared fiercely, causing the arena's sustaining formations to ripple, as if about to burst!

However, at that moment, a person high up waved a hand, and the sustaining formations steadied again.

The spectators burst into cheers, while Yan Buji frowned and grabbed at the air before him.

Immediately, Yan Buji looked at his palm, frowned, and said: "What divine ability is this?"

Some white jade silk threads appeared in his palm, extremely tough, and filled the air.

"Kill him!"

Following Han Lin's waning aura and his command, that giant beast instantly vanished from its spot!

Yan Buji's pupils contracted; he turned and fled the spot at top speed.

Boom!

In an instant, the arena kicked up clouds of sky‑reaching sand and dust, and that terrifying giant beast suddenly appeared at the very spot where Yan Buji had been.

Teleportation?!

Yan Buji's face looked strange; he hadn't even reacted before the giant beast disappeared again.

"Left!"

Bang!

Only saw a huge beast resembling a fierce rhino standing in the low air to Yan Buji's left; with a sweep of its long trunk, Yan Buji could barely react, and had no choice but to resist with all his strength!

Again heard a boom, Yan Buji's body retreated a hundred meters, his feet gouging deep trenches before he steadied again!

"How fast, how strong! Is this the power of an ancient ferocious beast or that of six-cycle immortal accumulation?!"

Yan Buji shook out his numb arms, his qi and blood flow restored, truly making one's blood boil!