Chapter 175: What Have you Done
Jiaolong stared at the severed remains of his corrupted followers, dark blood pooling across the stone. When his black eyes met Grim’s again, they burned with something beyond rage—a fury that had been building for fifteen hundred years.
"You think enhanced mana makes you my equal?" Jiaolong’s voice carried through the chamber. "Let me show you the difference between power and true strength."
Without warning, Jiaolong’s body began to change. Not a transformation into dragon shape, but something far more unsettling. The corruption wasn’t just coating his scales—it was rewriting his very essence. His already massive body expanded further, dark energy crackling between his claws like black lightning.
"Abyssal Corruption: Void Strike!" Jiaolong roared, his claws sweeping toward Grim with speed that left trails of darkness in the air.
Grim barely managed to dodge, the attack passing so close that the corruption energy singed the edges of his clothes. Where Jiaolong’s claws struck the stone floor, the stone simply ceased to exist, leaving perfectly smooth gouges in the floor.
"Celestial Mist: Ethereal Mist," Grim whispered, mist immediately beginning to pour from his body and fill the space around them.
But Jiaolong laughed, the sound echoing strangely as the corruption around him began to pulse. "Mist against the void? How quaint."
The dark energy radiating from the corrupted dragon began to devour Grim’s mist, creating pockets of absolute darkness wherever the two energies met. The battlefield was becoming a shifting maze of visibility and shadow.
"Celestial Mist: Drifting Steps." Grim moved through his remaining mist like water, positioning himself for an attack from Jiaolong’s blind spot.