An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2691

Chapter 2691

The longsword planted before him hummed relentlessly as Logan’s fingers moved through a blur of intricate seals, leaving faint afterimages in the air.

The Mystical True Energy around him—once dimmed by the brutal clash—no longer weakened. Instead, it surged anew, deeper and more controlled, drawing strength not just from within him but from the very laws of the world itself.

He was no longer merely channeling his own energy.
He was resonating with the heavens.

“All stars and constellations, heed my command! Mystical True Energy, seal the demon—suppress it!”

Logan’s voice carried the weight of cosmic law, a command that seemed to ripple through the heavens.

At his words, the sword embedded in the ground erupted with a blinding blue radiance that shot straight into the sky.

Above the platform—where once only Yaochi’s spiritual mist and the rift’s malevolent aura lingered—phantoms of ancient stars began to flicker into existence, shimmering faintly across the void.

That vast, eternal power of the constellations pierced through space and descended like a sacred river, guided by Logan’s will, merging seamlessly with his Mystical True Energy.

The four dragon-blooded war puppets that had been charging forward suddenly froze. Their scarlet eyes pulsed violently as they let out guttural roars filled with primal fear—the instinctive terror of creatures sensing their natural predator.

“Fall!”

Logan’s fingers sliced downward like a blade.

Instantly, endless blue starlight—woven with runes of boundless True Energy—poured from above like the Milky Way crashing down, engulfing the four puppets in a divine torrent.

“ROAR—!!”

The war puppets screamed in fury and pain as the dark red lines across their bodies blazed to life, struggling against the divine seal. They clawed wildly, ripping through waves of starlight as the malevolent energy collided with celestial force, creating a thunderous explosion that shook the heavens.

But Logan’s Sealing Technique wasn’t ordinary magic. It was a sacred art—one that invoked the supreme power of the Heavenly Dao itself. Against creatures tainted by evil and dragon blood, it was devastating.

No matter how they struggled, the puppets could not escape. The radiant starlight transformed into countless chains, wrapping them layer by layer. The sealing runes seared into their hardened bodies like branding irons, dimming their crimson glow and stilling their movements.

Their roars weakened, their energy faltered, and the darkness within them began to fade.

Then—

With a sharp, echoing crack like shattering porcelain—the four dragon-blooded war puppets froze solid, bound tightly by the celestial chains, forming four massive cyan cocoons. Runes of starlight pulsed faintly across their surfaces as only two dim scarlet embers flickered within, radiating cold resentment.

The furious energy that had ravaged the platform finally subsided. Starlight shimmered in the air before slowly fading away.

“Pfft!”

Logan’s body trembled violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned ghostly pale, his aura faint and unstable.

That final Sealing Technique—performed beyond his limits—had nearly drained his True Energy and spirit dry.

He leaned on his sword, barely managing to stay upright.

“Logan!”

Grace rushed forward, catching his collapsing form. Her eyes glistened with worry and heartbreak as she supported him gently.

Alongi and the others finally let out the breaths they’d been holding, their relief mixing with reverent awe. What they had just witnessed was not humanly possible.

Inside the palace, before the shimmering water mirror—
Silence reigned.

The decadent music had long ceased. The once-indulgent men and women, frozen mid-motion, now stared in disbelief at the image within the mirror—Logan, standing firm though barely conscious, and the four sealed puppets before him.

The effeminate man’s hands hung motionless above his zither strings.
The Taoist-robed man, wine cup in hand, forgot to drink.
The breathtaking woman slowly lowered her hand from her lips, her eyes wide with shock.

“A Sealing Technique?” the Taoist-robed man murmured hoarsely. “He can channel the power of the stars? Who in the world is this boy?”

The beautiful woman inhaled deeply, trying to steady her excitement. Her eyes glowed with hunger. “Such purity… such power… if I could absorb that essence—make it mine—it would be divine.”

Aukon, lounging lazily upon his jade recliner, finally sat up.

For the first time, emotion broke through the calm mask he’d worn for centuries. His gaze locked on Logan’s battered figure, filled with surprise, curiosity—and unmistakable possessiveness, as though he’d just discovered a priceless treasure.

“Transcending the mortal path and touching the Dao itself…” Aukon’s voice was deep and low, trembling with an excitement he didn’t bother to hide. “This child has already surpassed the limits of a martial artist. He’s close to enlightenment.”

He set down his wine cup, eyes flashing with resolve. “Send the order. Open the bridge. Invite him into the palace.”

On the white jade platform, Logan swallowed the last of Grace’s precious healing pills—remnants from their earlier supplies. His internal energy barely stabilized, though exhaustion still gripped him like a vice.

Then, from the heart of the Yaochi spring, the void rippled.

A radiant beam of light shot upward, bursting into a cascade of colors that arced gracefully across the sky. In moments, it condensed into a glowing Rainbow Bridge, stretching across the air like a divine path woven from pure energy.

The other end of the bridge disappeared into the distant void, as if linking directly to another world.

From its depths came a surge of rich, pure spiritual energy—far stronger than anything here, yet carrying that same alluring trace of dragon blood.

And then—

A grand, emotionless voice echoed clearly across the heavens:

“The bridge to the immortals has been opened. Please, esteemed guest… step into the hall for a conversation.”