Dennis and Mascy felt as if they had fallen from heaven into hell. Before they could completely crush Wasir, they were trapped for some reason beyond their comprehension. When they regained their senses, they found themselves surrounded by razor-sharp swords, which circled threateningly around them, causing them to gasp in fear.
In their panic, their control over Wasir crumbled. Dennis's spatial blade no longer maintained its previous power and could not cut deeper into Wasir.
Mascy was worse off; having flipped out and with her soul in a chaotic state, the mysterious edict of fate she had used through her crystal ball was useless.
Wasir felt the pressure on his body suddenly released as he regained control of his hands and legs. The power that bound him was gone. He was greeted by the sight of his subordinates being killed by warp vortexes. As the pressure on him eased, the white mist that had gathered around him quickly coalesced and collided with the spatial blade.
Dennis, now surrounded by the Seventeen Flying Swords, could no longer fuel the spatial blade with his divine energy of space, so the blade quickly disintegrated in a white flash from Wasir's rage-fuelled attack.
The icy divine power circulated through his body a few times, cleansing the remaining traces of Fate's divine energy within him. Then he turned his cold gaze to the duo surrounded by the swords.
"Who is it? Show yourself!" Dennis shouted. He could feel the danger lurking around them, but he couldn't locate his enemy.
Mascy's expression was serious. The green glow of the crystal ball was rather subdued, but the light it cast on her face made her appear dark and terrifying. Strands of light shot from her fingers into the crystal ball. By now, she had completely given up on putting any more pressure on Wasir, choosing instead to focus all her attention on her hidden adversary.
They both knew that their attacker was a very powerful expert, with powers they were unfamiliar with. It didn't help that they couldn't locate this mysterious enemy, who might be more powerful than Wasir.
For some reason, Mascy's crystal ball didn't seem to work well in locating their enemy, no matter how many strands of destiny energy she threw into it. No figure appeared in the ball at all.
"Haven't you found it yet?" Dennis seemed a little panicked as the ice around Wasir had now completely disappeared. It was a sign that he had regained almost all of his fighting abilities.
If a single hidden attacker had been enough to put them in such a predicament, it would be even worse now that Wasir was about to enter the fray.
"I can't find him! This is puzzling!" Mascy said with a hint of panic, unlike her previously confident self. "With all my powers, I should be able to locate most Demi-Overgod, but I can't locate this person at all!"
"What does that mean?" Dennis leaned against Mascy as the Seventeen Flying Swords continued to weave its web. He felt a strong threat coming from the swords, so he had no choice but to retreat to the centre of the web like Mascy.
"Apart from Overgods with Quintessence or Quintessence Shards, only an expert with the highest mastery of the soul could escape the binding power of the Edict of Fate! It's obvious that he's not one of the Twelve Overgods, so either he has a shard, or his mastery of the soul is so advanced that he can change fate itself!
The moment he heard this, Dennis felt rather taken aback. Someone who possessed a Quintessence Shard would definitely be worried about being hunted by one of the Twelve Overgods, so they would surely be very careful about revealing their power. In fact, they wouldn't even appear on Elysium, and would usually cultivate on distant material planes. Such people were few and far between, and wouldn't appear for centuries or even millennia.
On the other hand, those who had such a high level of mastery in soul matters that they were able to evade fate were just as rare! In any case, their power would surely be so powerful that even Dennis and Mascy would really be wary of them.
"We have to escape!" Dennis said as he saw the swords closing in on them.
"I'm afraid I'm not too good at such things..." Mascy was already far from being a brute-force fighter, considering that she cultivated in the Edict of Fate in the first place. The web of swords obviously wouldn't be affected by her Edict, so she felt rather helpless.
Dennis fell silent for a moment as he generated an intense wave of spatial energy around him. He intended to create a spatial rift through which they could escape.
However, the moment he unleashed his power, he suddenly realised that the energy coming from the swords had affected the spatial structure of the surroundings. The space he and Mascy were in suddenly felt a little strange, so strange that he couldn't form a spatial rift to leave through!
"What's wrong?" Mascy asked as she saw him move and suddenly stop.
"He's terrifying!" Dennis took a deep breath, as if he had steeled his resolve, and grabbed Mascy. The two of them seemed to turn into smoke and waft into a scroll.
The scroll fluttered around in the web of swords, emitting powerful spatial impulses. A strong light shot out, and the two of them suddenly disappeared from the web, only to reappear far above Glacial Peak.
"Dennis... did you... just destroy the pocket dimension you spent a thousand years building?" Mascy cried out in shock.
Powerful Space Cultivators like Dennis could use their power and insight into the Edict of Space to create their own personal pocket dimension like the Space Overgod. Within this pocket dimension, they would be all-powerful and in control of everything.
The scroll that had just been torn up was the basis that Dennis had used to construct the pocket dimension. There was a small plane within it, with mountains, rivers and lakes, much like the real world, except for the lack of life forms. Dennis had spent a thousand years creating it. The only reason he had become so close to Mascy was in the hope that she would be able to find a Quintessence Shard of Destiny to imbue his pocket dimension with the power of Destiny. He would then find another expert in the Edict of Life to put the finishing touches to his plane.
Once there was life on his plane, with the Life and Destiny routine working, they could leave Elysium for the pocket dimension he had created. There they would be all-powerful. Even Overgods with Quintessence wouldn't be able to defeat them there. They would truly be free to rule and do whatever they wanted.
Overgods with Quintessence might be invincible, but as long as they had the Pocket Dimension, they would be safe from the Overgods - provided they could escape into it before being instantly destroyed.
It was a shame that his half-formed pocket dimension was ruined before it was truly realised.
Mascy, seeing the pocket dimension she had worked so hard to create with Dennis, seemed even more distraught than he was, as she suddenly coughed blood onto her crystal ball. At that moment, her soul and crystal ball seemed to merge. Synapses and connections seemed to form in the crystal ball until they became two hemispheres of a brain.
Gradually, a human brain became clearly visible in the crystal ball. A grey smoke with an irregular shape floating in it, almost resembling a soul.
Gradually, a blurred figure formed inside the ball along with the clouds around it. It moved quickly under the cover of the clouds.
Dennis stared at the figure in the crystal ball. A few seconds later, he seemed to realise something and looked up at the sky.
A very vague shadow suddenly rushed down from the clouds towards them. Suddenly, they could feel a strong killing intent gushing out like water from a broken dam.
"He's up there!" Dennis shouted before grabbing Mascy and teleporting away. He also tapped her crystal ball, causing her to snap out of it. Blood vessels spilled out of her eyes and blood dripped from both her nostrils.
She had used her soul as a medium to look into things that should not have been visible to her, and for that she would pay a heavy price.
Below them, Wasir's men charged at the invading godhunters with rabid fervour. Wasir didn't charge into battle when he emerged from the ice, having seen Dennis and Mascy trapped by the Seventeen Flying Swords. He just glared at them and mercilessly killed the other Godhunters instead.
By the time they used the pocket dimension to escape, Wasir had already frozen nine of the Godhunter Alliance's Highods.
"Wasir, let's kill the woman first!" Han Shuo's voice rang out from above Glacial Peak.
With a single thought, Wasir unleashed nine beams of frost onto the nine Highgod ice sculptures, instantly shattering them into hundreds of pieces of frozen flesh.
"I'm coming!" Wasir grinned maliciously, no longer caring about the battle on Glacial Peak. He flew towards Mascy like a ferocious demon.
Back then, all he could do was watch as his subordinates were killed by the Godhunters. He had sworn that if he ever managed to escape, he would do everything in his power to keep Dennis and Mascy on Glacial Peak forever. Wasir had experienced and overcome the most painful moments of his life. Now that he had managed to escape from his deadly predicament, he would make the two of them pay their debt in blood.
Now that Han Shuo had arrived, he no longer had to fight alone!
"I'll show you that Glacial Peak doesn't take kindly to being invaded!" Wasir shouted as he closed in on the two from below while Han Shuo did the same from above, working together to perform a pincer manoeuvre.