Chapitre 1562: Poisonous Dance In Mid-Air

The Poison Mistress looked at Davis with incredulity.

It looked like her poison had ensnared him, and she did feel her poisonous energy invade him before it suddenly disappeared. She didn't know what erased her ruinous poison energy, but it was almost as if it made him impervious to poisons.

It could also explain why he wasn't affected by the three powerhouses who fought him, but his Body Tempering Cultivation's prowess made up for that reason. The only way he could defend against her poison that she could think is he was impervious, or he was still hiding his cultivation, which she found both to be mindboggling.

Still, her heart trembled at the fact that her poison did not harm him.

The Poison Mistress licked her lips, "I will become yours if you manage to defeat me. How does that sound?"

"Poison Mistress!?"

Wicked Glow hollered in disbelief because he could feel the seriousness in her words when a slap arrived right before his face.