Divine Emperor of Death-Novel

Natalya stood on the stage with incomparable calmness on her face. A slight smile was hanging on her lips as she batted an eye, but it couldn't be seen since she wore a beautiful icy-white veil that matched her dark-blue robe.

In front of her was a similarly outfitted dark blue-robed man. A true disciple who was three ranks above Fletcher.

However, there were blue veins flowing through his arms like he was something else of unknown nature. In Natalya's gaze, his frail appearance made it seem like he was weaker, but she could tell there was something wrong with him even though she recognized that he was a spirit fey like Fletcher with that trait.

After all, his eyes were always kept wide as though he was staring at her all the time.

"Greetings, senior. My name is Natalya Loret, and I'm also known as the Yin Lotus Fairy."

Natalya cupped her hands and spoke in a cheerful tone like she previously had presented herself in the battle.

"Admit defeat." The blue-robed man uttered like a puppet.

"..." His tone caused Natalya to blink, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

"Waste of time."

"I see you are a man of few words." Natalya couldn't help but smile as she dropped her hands and took an impenetrable pose as she extended one of her hands forward while the other remained by her waist.

"Very well, let's see who has the softest yet most invading might."

Finally, the blue-robed man's eyes flashed as though becoming lively, "Very well."

He took a step forward and slowly sped towards her. However, his speed was so slow that it made people feel like the ruthless Schleya could've ripped him apart to pieces. However, there was some dread in people's hearts as they watched him approach Natalya, their worry for her becoming increasingly prevalent on their faces.

Below the stage, Ellia and Shirley had long moved to the Promotion Deacon and stayed beside him so that they didn't get harassed by the Fire Phoenix Clan's Egon Zenflame or no matter who it may be. They also sensed the disciples possessing Earth Dragon's aura appear, but they maintained their distance from them, not approaching them because they learned about the status quo or were disappointed that they didn't see Isabella with them.

In any case, they were free of harassment at the moment and watched Natalya's match with great interest.

As for poison?

They merely smiled as they watched the blue-robed man clash with Natalya head-on!

However, sparks didn't fly, nor were they both sent flying. Instead, the dark blue-robed man's body exploded, turning into a plume of bluish haze that instantly encased Natalya.

Natalya used her intricately designed sleeve to block her breathing. However, she didn't close her pores but kept them open. As a result, the poison entered her body, seeping in slowly. However, they froze at the entrance, abruptly causing his own energy to act as seals to become somewhat immune to the penetration of the poison.

As for her sensitive parts, like her eyes, she had them covered with yin energy for protection.

When the poison tried to erode its way inside, she merely needed to increase the concentration of yin energy accordingly to disallow the poison to enter.

"I wonder where you disappeared, senior poison? I heard that you are a fey from the Mephitic Madness Air Spirit Tribe that's ranked second in the First Haven World's Emperor Grade Poison Essence Charts, so please don't scare me."

Natalya's soft and mellow voice echoed. It was unknown what it caused her opponent to feel, but the men in the audience felt their cheeks heat up. She sounded rather sexy than they thought she would, making them feel like she practiced Charm Laws.

However, they couldn't feel any undulations behind her voice, but it was almost like she was using her natural charm to cause her opponent to expose himself.

For some reason, they didn't feel that it would work.

Why? Because the name of her opponent's spirit species proved it for itself.

"Converge!"

Abruptly, the bluish poison cloud that surrounded Natalya twisted and churned towards Natalya to bury her in a poisonous coffin.Follow current novelenglish.net . s on Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

Natalya quickly jumped and tried to escape. She twisted her body, and an icy lotus formed below her feet and exploded, causing her to fly above with a massive momentum as they reached the skies.

At the same time, she saw a hazy blue skeleton break out from the poisonous cloud below and rise towards her.

Natalya's brows raised as she saw that the fey in front of her had a blue skeleton armor that appeared as though it formed out of his veins while his face became a skeletal mess, his empty sockets holding a gloomy light blue fire as they flashed in a poisonous light.

Blue steam arose from his blue-armored body, his undulations reaching Level Six Immortal Stage. No matter who at the current level fought him, they would be afraid of his poison entering their system and maintain their distance.

Natalya did the same, retreating in an instant as she gained distance. She didn't forget to have her nose closed at all times, so her true power was also essentially sealed. But right now, she couldn't afford to remain calm as the probing attack that was at a core disciple level was over, and a true disciple-level attack was going to be thrown at her.

At that time, she would be powerless to stop the poison from seeping into her body.

Taking her hand away from her face, Natalya clasped her hands as her expression became solemn.

Suddenly, an intense spiritual wave enveloped her, causing the atmosphere around her to turn icy and even begin to freeze over visible.

The people witnessing this scene became shocked.

"What!? She's also a half-spirit!?"

"How could she hide it so effectively?"

"No... that's... she's a Spirit Tamer...?"

"How can it be...? Spirits don't easily find comfort with humans unless the human has something special within them..."

Many of them tried to make guesses as they sensed spirit undulations surging from her body. But the next action she took caused their hearts to churn.

When Natalya separated her hands, there were a few wisps of tiny lotuses spinning in a triangular formation. They were cerulean in color, looking absolutely lustrous as they gave off an icy-blue shine that reflected the world.

Combining Iesha's energy with hers, Natalya gently waved her hand, sending her creations against the blue-armored skeleton.

"Go, my little Cerulean Jade Lotuses."

Three tiny cerulean lotuses floated across the skies in a seemingly harmless manner. The poisonous spirit fey had noticed its prowess that had somehow reached Level Six Immortal Stage, different than Schleya, who defeated her opponent by being ruthless to her opponent and herself, but paying those lotuses no heed, he dodged them like a twisting snake and rushed past them.

However, the moment he appeared in the middle of the three cerulean lotuses, he suddenly found himself becoming slower and slower until his limbs started frosting over.

"Hmm?" Just as he made a move to counterattack, he heard a dangerous sound of a finger-snapping.

The three cerulean lotuses suddenly burst apart, encasing the blue-armored skeletal man in multiple layers of cerulean ice.

'There it is... Natalya's own self-created fusion technique!'

Ellia and Shirley's eyes couldn't help but glimmer with excitement as they witnessed those seemingly harmless lotuses suddenly grow frightful as they burst apart into yin and ice, abruptly frosting over the target into a deadly trap.