When Dyon was teleported out of the world, he once again appeared in the land of snow with others he had entered with. Because he wasn’t wearing his mask, he immediately took the opportunity to disappear into his tower.
Dyon learned earlier that one of the reasons the tower could escape spatial locks so easily was because of its own spatial characteristics. After gaining control of the first floor, Dyon could increase and decrease its size at a whim. If Dyon so chose, the tower could become as small as the width of a single atom, or as large as an entire planet. This was likely why it felt like the number of floors was endless.
This would be quite a good life saving measure for Dyon in the future. The only unfortunate part was that no matter how small he became, truly strong individuals would still be able to find him. In addition, the tower wasn’t impregnable. If someone used a large area of effect attack while he had still yet to escape, he’d be in trouble.
The good news was that this wasn’t what Dyon needed it for right now. He only wanted to use it to change.
Almost as soon as Dyon entered the tower, he immediately heard an agitated shrieking.
“YOU BITCH! GIVE MY ANCESTOR’S LEGACY BACK! THE WATER MIST SECT WON’T LET YOU GO!” Chrysanthemum’s almost incoherent ramblings shook the ice world causing everyone to look over at her with confusion clear in their eyes.
It was only after inquiring about what happened to their nearby friends that the story began to be understood.
It turned out that one of the founders of the Water Mist Sect had been in the core valley for a long time. Every instance of the Valley of Geniuses opening, the Water Mist Sect would send its best disciples, hoping to gain the recognition of this ancestor of theirs.
Unfortunately, millions of years had passed without her choosing anyone.
Of course, Chrysanthemum was very confident in her abilities, so she assumed that she would be the one to break this cycle. Because of the information she was privy due to her sect, she managed to reach the statue long before Ri did. However, to her dismay, just like all of her sisters before her, the statue completely ignored her.
Although Chrysanthemum was heart-broken, she could only let it be. Maybe the statue’s spirit had already dissipated. That had to be it.
Yet, after she left, she got word that Ri had actually begun resonating with her ancestor!
How could she accept such a slap to the face? She immediately rushed there to snatch the Legacy away. Although she was clear that Ri was more powerful that she was, resonating took a huge chunk of your battle prowess away.
But, that was when Clara got involved! According to their information, Ri agreed to give her piece of the Holy Arc to Clara in exchange for protection.
This made perfect sense. What Grandmaster Weapon’s Smith wouldn’t want to work with such a rare material? However, just because she understood, didn’t mean Chrysanthemum was happy.
A large battle ensued, but Chrysanthemum soon realized she wasn’t a match for Clara either!
The realization was a massive hit to her pride. There was no way she could allow her ancestor’s legacy to fall into the hands of another, no matter how worthy they might be.
So, completely exasperated, Chrysanthemum went to find her husband to get his help. But, it turned out that Anak was in the process of resonating with his own statue and didn’t have the time or patience to deal with Chrysanthemum’s ordeal.
In the end, Chrysanthemum could only lead her fellow apprentice sisters to attack Clara together.
Everyone had assumed it was over. It was surprising enough that Clara could defeat Chrysanthemum in one on one combat, after all, she was a soul cultivator. In fact, from the information they had, Clara was still an essence gatherer. They really couldn’t understand how she did it.
Yet, when things were looking bleak, Clara took out a Supreme Level treasure that improved her battle power by so much that they could only run away with their tails between their legs.
It was no wonder Chrysanthemum was so angry. But, did she really think that she could defeat Ri now that the resonance was complete? They had all witnessed her losing before the portal opened. Was she going to rely on Anak?
Those who were eager to leave to report the happenings from Dyon’s clash with Anak suddenly stopped, wondering if they could get a second story to sell.
Everyone’s eyes looked toward Anak, trying to see how he’d act. It was only then that others began to realize that the masked man wasn’t here, where was he?
Ri floated in the air calmly. Something in her demeanor had changed slightly… The snow and ice that already seemed to love her even before had begun spiraling around her, forming a halo.
Those sharper geniuses took in a sharp breath. These were the signs of a pseudo domain forming!
Alexandria was just an 11th stage saint, how was it possible?!
Before Anak could take any action one way or another, the masked man suddenly appeared beside Ri, his black wings flapping and exuding a frightful aura that made them all involuntarily take a step back.
Cullen and Amory grit their teeth before decisively turning around and leaving. It wouldn’t be long before everyone understood this odd action of theirs.
“I really want to see who dares to take what belongs to my wife.” Although Dyon kept his comments general, it was clear who was speaking to as his eyes were only trained on a single man.