Chapter 2394
An Understated Dominance
Abigail moved with lightning speed, and her figure weaved in and out like a shadow. Her swift movements left a blur of afterimages that was hard for anyone watching to keep up.
On the contrary, Dustin stood still without making any movement.
âFallen Fist!â
After closing in, she unleashed a flurry of strikes-dozens of black palm shadows slamming toward his body, and each one was like a bullet aimed at its target.
Abigail practiced a unique martial art, and it was imbued with voodoo-like properties that could kill anyone who made contact with her. But Dustinâs body was immune to all poisons, so it was a perfect counter to her deadly attack.
As the shadow palms closed in, he remained unshaken and thrust his palm forward.
A fierce gust of wind surged and ripped through the air with unrelenting force. It collided with the black palm shadows.
Abigailâs black palm shadows exploded. on impact and disintegrated into thick clouds of dark mist that quickly spread. Within moments, the mist engulfed nearly the entire battle ring and trapped them inside.
âWhat is this? Poison mist?â
âShe attacked with internal energy but released poison mist. Thatâs a rather unusual technique.â
The spectators below murmured in surprise as they eyed the poison mist swirling around.
The use of poison was nothing unusual for the Mystic Arts Order. Unlike the Dawson Clanâs hidden weapons, the Mystic Arts Orderâs poisons were far more devious and unpredictable. Many people who were poisoned didnât even realize what had happened until it was too late.
If Dustin hadnât sensed the threat in time and used his palm wind to dissipate the black palm shadows, he would have never had a chance to react once they closed in. When facing members of the Mystic Arts Order, staying on guard at all times was a must.
Abigail swam like a fish in the thick poison mist, and her movements were so fast that the spectators couldnât even spot her. They could only see faint ripples in the air marking her path.
In contrast, Dustin stood firm and used his internal energy to keep the poison
mist at bay. While he was immune to most toxins, he wasnât about to take any chances. After all, there were some poisons that he couldnât even resist.
âSpringing Fist!â
Suddenly, a shadow flashed behind him, followed by a blast of wind.
Dustin instinctively turned and struck out with his palm. A burst of black poison mist exploded, and the shockwave rippled through the air, but there was no trace of Abigail.
Then, his body tensed, and his protection armor energy lit up. He looked up to find Abigail, who had been right behind him just a moment ago, now hovering above him.
With her body upside down, she delivered a Springing Fist straight down onto Dustinâs protection armor energy, right above his head.
The strike seemed ordinary at first glance. However, the true power lay in its subtlety-an invisible force that made it nearly impossible to defend against in time.
âYouâre quite cautious, Sir. I nearly had you with that ambush.â Abigail smiles faintly.
She bent her arm, then straightened it in a sharp motion. In an instant, her body shot upward like a fish leaping from the water and disappeared into the thick black poison mist before Dustin could react.
She knew that taking him on directly, based on cultivation alone, was a losing battle. Her only choice was to rely on hit -and-run tactics.
âThis kid has made some real progress. âDustin smirked.
His senses were sharp, yet he had still been fooled. Abigail had learned how to mask her presence and had blended into the surroundings so well he hadnât noticed anything. But he quickly realized her method must have something to do with the poison mist around them.
With that thought, Dustin stomped the ground hard, and his mystical pure energy burst out.
A thunderous crack split the ground, and a fierce shockwave rolled out like a tidal wave. It dispersed the black poison mist in all directions, as though it was swept away by a hurricane.
Abigailâs attempt at a sneak attack was instantly thwarted. As the mist cleared, she was only a few feet away from Dustin, and their eyes met.
She chuckled awkwardly, and a nervous grin spread across her face.
âEnough with the games. Show me what youâve really got. Letâs see how much youâve improved.â Dustin stood with his hands clasped behind his back, and he showed no rush to make a move.
âThen, I wonât hold back.â At this point, Abigail wasnât about to keep her strength hidden. She called forth her bloodline power.
A mighty cry echoed as a giant Dark Phoenix materialized behind her. It looked vivid and imposing.
The phoenixâs wingspan reached nearly 65 feet, and its tail trailed dark flames that pulsed with a sinister energy. Its piercing eyes gleamed a savage bloodlust and exuded a chilling presence that made anyone who met its gaze shudder.
âHoly cow! What the hell is that?â
âIs that⦠a phoenix?â
âI heard that the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order has the Phoenix bloodline. Once awakened, her power is supposed to be unstoppable.â
âHold on! Iâve heard of the Phoenix bloodline, but⦠why is her phoenixâs dark?â
When Abigail revealed her bloodline power, the spectators below the stage erupted in a frenzy.
The Mystic Arts Order had passed down its legacy for centuries, and everyone knew that the Grand Sorceress had a Phoenix bloodline.
But the phoenix she summoned was nothing like they had imagined. Instead of the anticipated sacred energy, it exuded nothing but pure menace.
âWatch out, Sir!â
After tapping into her bloodline power, Abigailâs presence changed dramatically. Her demeanor turned cold and fierce, with a murderous air. Black mist swirled around her, and it made her look like a demon from hell.
âBring it on.â Dustinâs eyes gleamed with fierce focus, and he remained rooted.
âDark Phoenix Cry!â
She spread her arms wide, and the black phoenix behind her unfurled its wings with a shrill cry. In an instant, a torrent of black flames rose into the air as though it could set the Celestial Blade ablaze.
Then, she shook her arms. Simultaneously, the Dark Phoenix flapped its wings. A barrage of black feathers turned into arrows and shot toward Dustin.
These feathers were engulfed in black flames. The flames didnât just burn- they carried a potent corrosive toxin.
Anyone burned by the black flames would see their skin and bones decay instantly, and it would eventually turn into dust.