Reishiki's high-heeled boots stamped into the snow, leaving behind a deep footprint. She even ground it around with force. It was simply too horrific to behold.
She said gloatingly, "Now let's see how you people plan to keep playing."
At the bottom of the one-inch-deep snowy valley was an imperceptible barrier of light.
This was a space Mito had separated using the ocular power of the Tenseigan, one Reishiki could not detect.
The independent space was actually microscopic in size. Mito, Hiruzen, and Onoki were all inside it, having narrowly escaped disaster.
At the very instant Reishiki's foot came down, the three of them had not simply waited for death.
Onoki used the Ultra-Added-Weight Rock Technique to make their bodies incomparably solid and heavy. Hiruzen then enlarged the Ruyi Staff to use as a fulcrum, creating an angle in the stomp and preventing them from being directly crushed beneath Reishiki's boot into pulp.
Only then... did they escape calamity.
Mito then used the Tenseigan to isolate a tiny space. She had realized that even after they became microscopic, Reishiki's Tenseigan could still perceive them. Otherwise, she could not possibly have stepped so precisely.
Onoki said in a low voice, "Lady Mito, I'm afraid we truly have no way to turn this around."
Hiruzen was also at a complete loss.
But Mito said, "Not necessarily."
Hiruzen's eyes lit up. "Could there still be a way?"
Mito said, "Yu once told me a mythological tale called Journey to the West in his spare time. In one chapter, Wukong shrank himself and was swallowed by the Iron Fan Princess. Then Wukong wreaked havoc inside her stomach and nearly took her life, ultimately forcing the Iron Fan Princess to spit him back out..."
Wukong... Sun Wukong? Wasn't that the Four-Tails' name? How had it