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82  Battle of Divine Power! (2)

On the contrary, this was merely the imposing aura generated by Lu Changsheng's own vitality.

The aura was so terrifying that it made every elder of the organ refining realm in the hall feel like they were struggling to move, as if they were suffocating.

"How can his aura be so terrifying?"

"It's like an overwhelming force of nature, and... I can't even circulate my vitality properly."

"Is this the confidence that enabled him to wipe out the Thirteen Knights of the Great Desert?"

One by one, the organ refining realm elders widened their eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

In their eyes, they were all organ refining martial artists, so how could there be such a huge difference?

They had no idea that Lu Changsheng had undergone two blood and marrow changes, causing his vitality to surge to unimaginable levels.

For organ refining martial artists, even without any movement, Lu Changsheng's vitality alone was enough to dominate.

Lu Changsheng took one step after another, approaching within about ten feet of Yan Jiansheng.

Then, he stopped.

But right next to Lu Changsheng, there were two or three organ refining realm elders who were very close.

However, Lu Changsheng didn't even glance at these elders; he treated them as if they were invisible.

He just stood in place, and the organ refining realm elders of the Holocaust Sect could no longer bear the pressure. It was as if they were being crushed under a mountain, struggling to breathe.

This kind of pressure was something they had only felt once before, back when their sect leader had first advanced to the Divine Power Realm.

"Could it be..."

Some of the elders seemed to have realized something, their expressions filled with shock, disbelief, and a mix of complex emotions as they stared at "Zhuang Thirteen."

"Divine! Power! Realm!"

The elder's words were difficult to utter, and he managed to say these three words with a shocked and incredulous expression.

"That's right, he's a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm!"

"I never thought that, in the whole of Nanyang Prefecture, apart from me, there would be another martial artist in the Divine Power Realm?"

"No wonder you could sweep away the troublemakers and eliminate the Thirteen Knights of the Great Desert."

At this moment, Yan Jiansheng also stood up.

As he stood up, a vast and surging aura of vitality appeared behind him.

Like a fiery red flame, it dyed the entire hall blood-red, countering Lu Changsheng's aura.

However, the Holocaust Sect's organ refining realm elders, sandwiched between the two terrifying auras, felt even more uncomfortable. Moving even a little bit became exceedingly difficult.

This made the organ refining realm elders feel a deep sense of despair.

Now they understood just how vast the gap was between the organ refining realm and the Divine Power Realm.

In the past, they had only heard about it, thinking that even if a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm was stronger, they could still be surrounded and killed by dozens or even hundreds of organ refining realm martial artists.

But now, they realized how laughable their previous notions were.

In this situation, what use would even hundreds of organ refining martial artists be when they couldn't even move? How could they talk about surrounding and killing?

At this moment, Lu Changsheng and Yan Jiansheng confronted each other from a distance, their auras clashing.

Both of them had recently advanced to the Divine Power Realm, and they were full of boundless confidence; neither of them would take a step back.

"If I had known earlier that you were a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm, I wouldn't have provoked you."

"But now that you've come to the Holocaust Sect, since you've already come this far, we must determine who is superior."

Yan Jiansheng's voice echoed in the hall.

"Superiority? No," Lu Changsheng shook his head and said, "It's a matter of life and death!"

In the next moment, Lu Changsheng moved.

Like a lurking wild beast, he instantly pounced on Yan Jiansheng.

This was the "Tiger Pounce Hand," a very simple martial technique.

But even the simplest martial technique became extraordinary in Lu Changsheng's hands.

What he wanted was the speed and aura that came with each pounce.

"Clang."

As Lu Changsheng rushed towards Yan Jiansheng, a dazzling white light flickered.

Lu Changsheng drew his sword.

With one swift draw, the sharp edge of the sword instantly fell upon Yan Jiansheng.

At that speed, an organ refining martial artist wouldn't have a chance to dodge, let alone see the sword's movement.

However, Yan Jiansheng saw it clearly.

In fact, in his eyes, this sword strike wasn't even fast.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Yan Jiansheng's mouth.

In the next moment, he reached out like lightning and grabbed into the midst of the countless sword strikes.

"Swish."

Everything came to a halt.

The sword shadows in the air vanished without a trace.

Everyone saw that Yan Jiansheng had actually grabbed the sharp sword held by "Zhuang Thirteen" with his bare hand.

The sword cut into Yan Jiansheng's palm, but strangely, there wasn't much blood flowing from the wound.

Control!

This was the absolute control that a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm had over their own body. Even with a wound, they wouldn't bleed.

Lu Changsheng's Instant Kill Technique failed once again.

His speed was already incredibly fast, even approaching its limit, but Yan Jiansheng's reaction was even faster.

"It seems like you've just recently advanced to the Divine Power Realm and don't fully understand the abilities of a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm," Yan Jiansheng remarked.

"Don't you know that the fastest thing about a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm is their reaction time? No matter how fast your sword techniques are, they won't harm a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm."

Yan Jiansheng exerted force with his hand.

"Crack."

Lu Changsheng's short sword instantly broke and fell to the ground.

"Don't bother with so-called fast swords or knives; they're all useless, of no use."

"Come on, use your fists, use your body. The greatest strength of a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm lies in their body, their fists, their own power!"

"Today, either you kill me, or I kill you!"