To Tian Yun, the scene that followed was utterly bizarre.
A grayish-white mist gradually rose around them. It was unmistakably poison.
Meanwhile, Zou Feng seemed to be dancing gracefully in the toxic mist, his hands a blur as they conjured one "Fire Lotus" after another with dazzling finger movements.
These Fire Lotuses quickly scattered on the wind, leaving streaks of gold within the grayish-white poison.
Although Tian Yun found Zou Feng's "Shaking Flower Hand" dance captivating, the thought that this was a remote duel between two expert Poison Cultivators made her break out in a cold sweat for him. She couldn't focus on the performance at all.
And if Zou Feng were to lose this duel, Tian Yun knew with certainty that she would not survive.
That Brother Duan wouldn't even need to appear. He could just wear her down with the poison mist until she died.
It made her sigh in amazement. The methods of a Poison Cultivator in situations like this were truly terrifying.
