Salas and the three Overgods regrouped at the center of the Misty Sea, their faces dark. The four of them had worked together for several days to set up a trap in the Misty Sea. In order to take down Han Shuo, they had even practiced their joint attack techniques.
After spending so much effort to take down Han Shuo, they managed to surround Han Shuo. Yet, at the most critical moment, Han Shuo still managed to escape. If word of this got out, not only would the four of them lose face, even the reputation of the Godhunter Alliance would be tarnished.
After evading Han Shuo's Deicide Slash, Salas didn't expend any energy to defend against it. When the lightning above his head tore apart the boundary above the Misty Sea, the seventeen flying swords returned to Han Shuo's body and disappeared without a trace.
"Salas, it's all your fault. If you hadn't retreated first, he wouldn't have been able to escape!" The four of them regrouped. The masked man on the white bone throne coldly snorted and angrily said, "This brat is indeed as cunning as a ghost. Today, the four of us joined hands and still couldn't stop him. He'll be even more difficult to deal with in the future!"
Salas was also furious and didn't give the masked man a friendly look. He snorted and said, "I was the one he attacked. If I had taken that attack head-on, I wouldn't be able to recover within a hundred years! None of you know how terrifying that brat is without facing him head-on! "
The Hegemon of destruction named Dhaka looked at Salas and the other two before nodding and saying, "Dagmar, Asser, that brat isn't easy to deal with. Now isn't the time to blame anyone. We need to find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible!"
After hearing Dhaka's words, Dagmar, who cultivated in the edict of death, seemed to realize that they still needed Salas' help to understand the situation in the Fringe. So, he stopped berating Salas. After thinking for a moment, he furrowed his brows and said, "Before he left, that brat suddenly transformed into dozens of living beings. They all had the aura of a god. Otherwise, we wouldn't have fallen for it. How did he do it?"
Dhaka and Asser, who cultivated in the edict of darkness, looked at Salas. Of the four, only Salas was most familiar with Han Shuo, so it was only natural that they would look at Salas.
"He has a strange power that seems to be able to control souls. I don't know how he does it, but I'm sure that the souls he controls can transform into his appearance." Salas pondered deeply for a moment before he continued, "Compared to the last time, this guy has become much stronger. I still don't know what energy he cultivates. If we don't get rid of him in a short period of time, the day will come when all the Hegemons of your Godhunter Alliance arrive and they won't be able to capture him."
"Salas, given his personality, he won't let you get away with it. Do you have any good ideas? " Asked Dhaka solemnly. He felt that Han Shuo had become the biggest threat to the Godhunter Alliance. He also felt that Salas wasn't exaggerating.
"He can hide, but he has people he cares about. Those people are in the Pandemonium. As long as we surround that place, he will have no choice but to fight us with all his might!" Salas suddenly said after a moment of silence. "That's right.
"Good. As long as he has people he cares about, it means that he has a weakness!" Dagmar smirked and continued, "We are already preparing to move into the Fringe anyway. This won't affect our operation. Salas, you have to remember what you promised us, okay? "
"There's no place for me in the Fringe anymore. If it's destroyed, so be it!" Salas nodded, agreeing with Dagmar's words. As one of the Five Sovereigns of the Fringe, he knew every region and every power in the Fringe like the back of his hand. With his help, the Godhunter Alliance would be able to invade the Fringe with ease.
"Alright then, let's contact the other Hegemons and discuss how we should work together to conquer the Fringe," said Asser, who had been silent all this while.
The four of them didn't say anything else. They looked at the Misty Sea that was illuminated by the sunlight and discussed their plan in a low voice before leaving the Misty Sea.
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After escaping from the Misty Sea, Han Shuo heaved a sigh of relief. That was close.
The four overgods had joined hands to lay out an inescapable net in the Misty Sea. As long as Salas did not evade an all-out attack from the overgods, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape from their encirclement. In fact, he might not even be able to use the Crimson Disassembly while surrounded by the four overgods.
Among the four, Han Shuo could sense that Salas was the weakest. The other three Hegemons of the Godhunter Alliance were each more terrifying than the last, especially Dhaka, who cultivated in the edict of destruction. His true strength might not be any weaker than Tyre's in the Fringe.
If Han Shuo hadn't used the ferocious might he displayed against Salas in the Fringe to force Salas to retreat, used the Orb of Annihilation to detonate Dhaka's Orb of Destruction, and used a demon general made from the divine soul of a Greater god to escape, he might have died in the Misty Sea.
"The Godhunter Alliance is indeed not to be underestimated. Since Salas is on the same side as the Godhunter Alliance, he must be plotting against the Fringe. It seems that the Fringe won't have many days of peace," muttered Han Shuo. He planned to return to the Fringe as soon as possible to make preparations.
"Huh?" Han Shuo softly cried out. He suddenly sensed a strong and familiar life fluctuation from afar.
He had already left the Death Dominion and was heading to the Space Dominion through a remote path. He was currently in the vast mountain range between the Death Dominion and the Space Dominion. As soon as he sensed the familiar life signature, Han Shuo calmed himself down and sensed it. His face lit up with joy.
Just like how the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race on Profound Continent could remember Han Shuo's soul undulations, Han Shuo could now remember any soul undulations he encountered. Within a certain range, he could sense those soul undulations that were familiar to him. This was one of the most profound applications of the consciousness.
He could sense that the familiar soul signature belonged to Donna, whom he had not heard from for a long time!
Delighted, Han Shuo immediately flew in the direction of Donna, ignoring the presence of other life signatures around Donna. Unlike Han Shuo, Donna was preparing to enter the Death Dominion from the Space Dominion. She happened to be heading in Han Shuo's direction as well. Therefore, the two soon met.
"Ahem …" Han Shuo suddenly stopped in front of Donna. He looked at Field, Dolores, and the others from the House of Lavers with a rather awkward face.
Ever since Han Shuo entered the City of Shadows, the House of Lavers had been plagued by bad luck. He had killed Avery and the House of Lavers was driven out of the City of Shadows. When they finally arrived at the City of Gorging Clouds, they were hunted down by Larikson because of Han Shuo.
Han Shuo had to admit that Han Shuo was the bane of the House of Lavers.
The people of Ferde probably didn't have it easy. Donna wasn't the only one. The remaining members of the family all looked tired and weak. Only their eyes shone with the light of ambition. No one knew what was supporting them.
Han Shuo's sudden appearance caused the faces of those from the House of Lavers to turn ashen. Field and the others from the House of Lavers immediately retreated and looked at Han Shuo in terror. Field put on a bitter smile and said, "So it's you. I didn't expect you to find this place. It seems that our House of Lavers is going to be annihilated today!"
Unlike Hofs and Wallace, the members of the House of Lavers who had been hiding in Phantasmal City in the Space Dominion for years had more or less heard about Han Shuo's presence in the Fringe. In addition to the information he had recently received from the Darkness Dominion, Field knew very well just how terrifying Han Shuo had become.
Field, who had planned to return to Hushveil City in high spirits to take over as the City Lord of Hushveil City in the Darkness Dominion, was brimming with hope. He thought that his House of Lavers could finally rise again. Little did he expect that he would run into Han Shuo on his way to the Fringe. The hope in his heart instantly turned into despair.
Except for Donna, all the members of the House of Lavers looked at Han Shuo in terror. Some of the weaker ones even cried out, "Please, spare us! Our House of Lavers has already been reduced to such a state. Please spare us!"
"Don't beg him. At worst, we'll just die!" Shouted Field. He glared at Han Shuo and said, "That's right. It was Larikson and I who made the first move at Soaring Cloud Mountain Range. I know you've discovered it long ago! Even if you annihilate our House of Lavers today, I won't even frown! "
Han Shuo let out a soft sigh and said, "Let bygones be bygones. I won't do anything to your House of Lavers anymore. I'm not here for you today. I just happened to pass by this place and sensed Donna's aura. I came to see her. You don't have to be so nervous."
Field put on a puzzled face when he heard those words. He looked at Han Shuo puzzledly and asked, "With your current strength, it's as easy as flipping your hand to annihilate us. What are you trying to do?"
"All along, I've been passively retaliating against your House of Lavers. I've never taken the initiative to provoke you. If Avery hadn't tried to kill me time and time again, I wouldn't have made a move against him. Besides, I've never asked the House of Sainte to do anything to you. It's all because Avery attacked Carmelita. I hope you all remember that I have a clear conscience when it comes to how I treated your House of Lavers! " For various reasons, Han Shuo had never had the chance to have a proper conversation with Field. It was as though everyone felt that he, Han Shuo, had done wrong to the House of Lavers. But as long as he understood that they had brought all of this upon themselves, he finally had the chance to vent his frustrations.
"Brian, let's talk in private," suggested Donna with a soft sigh.
Han Shuo took a deep breath and nodded. He cast a glance at Field, who was wearing a complicated expression, and walked side by side with Donna towards a dense forest in the mountain range.
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