Wen Wen's eyebrows shot up. These monsters' strength could still increase?
This rate of power increase was something Wen Wen had only witnessed when the Evil Light Angels were granted power by Maiyami. Before their mutation, they hadn't even reached the Assimilation Realm.
Everyone's expressions turned solemn. The six monsters' current strength wasn't too difficult for them to handle. If their strength increased by another realm…
Perhaps several of these monsters could reach True Sequence level!
The Blood River Sword was unsheathed, and a viscous, blood-colored river flowed around Wen Wen. Sharp sword energy flickered at the blade's edge, and the low hum of the sword made the air feel oppressive.
He was preparing to unleash his killing blow. If these monsters could strengthen infinitely, now was the best time to eliminate them.
The six monsters rose from their severely wounded and near-death states, their eyes turning bloodshot. Three of them had already reached the threshold of True Sequence strength.
However, their skin began to crack irregularly, and their bones creaked ominously.
Seeing this, Wen Wen loosened his grip on the sword. "I see. They can't strengthen indefinitely… The thing behind them might have enough power, but they lack the bodies to withstand it."
After standing up, the six monsters, with perfect coordination, fled in different directions, creating gusts of wind pressure. Sudan Novel Network.
Wen Wen didn't intercept them. Suddenly, the previously gossamer-like spiderwebs turned incredibly hard and resilient, bouncing several monsters back.
This area was a trap meticulously set up by dozens of Spider Maidens, so it was naturally impossible for the monsters to escape easily.
Failing to escape this time, the monsters' situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Under their cracked skin, dark red energy flowed. This energy seemed to carry high temperatures, causing steam to rise from their bodies as they dissipated.
The six monsters, each with a unique form, no longer focused on escaping. Instead, they fixed their ferocious gazes on the supers present. Since they couldn't flee, they would at least try to eliminate their enemies before their bodies collapsed.
Wen Wen, holding the Blood River Sword, casually advanced towards the monsters. The monsters simultaneously turned their attention to Wen Wen, attacking him with claws, tails, massive feet, and what looked suspiciously like large hammers growing from their waists.
Three True Sequence and three Upper Sequence, they appeared incredibly threatening.
However, in Wen Wen's eyes, these creatures possessed only one-hit potential and were incredibly fragile, inferior even to the Blue Cicada Emissary of the past.
Wen Wen drew a semicircle above his head with the Blood River Sword. The path traced by the sword left behind tangible sword marks, which then dispersed into countless black and red energy swords.
True. Devious Sword Dao. Myriad Evil Word Sword Technique… Tombstone Style!
Tens of thousands of energy swords, like black and red locusts dancing in the sky, mercilessly pierced the six monsters.
Individually, the strength of these energy swords was negligible to the monsters. However, their fragile bodies could not withstand this continuous, locust-like onslaught, forcing them to defend themselves.
And once they began to defend, they would consume their dwindling strength, accelerating the collapse of their bodies!
For the six monsters, this move directly extinguished any possibility of a desperate counter-attack.
One monster fell, then another, and finally, all six monsters were impaled like hedgehogs by Wen Wen's energy swords, but it wasn't enough.
The remaining energy swords continued their relentless assault, ultimately forming flat shapes on the six monsters, four to five meters wide and fifteen to sixteen meters high.
They resembled six colossal tombstones!
Wen Wen sheathed his sword, took a deep breath, turned around, and returned to his seat. The most difficult part was over; the rest depended on others.
Sforlm breathed a sigh of relief. The monsters' ability to reach such a level must be inextricably linked to the Cup of Divine Blood. In the absence of Cataclysm-level entities, only the Cup of Divine Blood possessed such immense power.
Now that the six monsters were slain by Wen Wen, all he had to do was search their corpses to find the Cup of Divine Blood.
Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and the energy swords slowly began to dissipate, revealing the six corpses crushed beneath them.
Sforlm scanned the scene briefly, his expression immediately darkening. He saw no sign of the Cup of Divine Blood.
The tens of thousands of energy swords had chopped the six monsters into a bloody pulp. Red, white, and yellow mixed together, and within these six indescribable piles, the Cup of Divine Blood was nowhere to be found.
The Cup of Divine Blood was a top-tier containment item, normally indestructible. So where was the Cup of Divine Blood?
Wen Wen, sitting with his legs crossed, raised an eyebrow. After these six piles were revealed, the Disaster Gloves vibrated…
What did this signify?
These six piles were not as simple as they appeared!
Just as Wen Wen was preparing to investigate, the six piles underwent a mutation. The blood within them rapidly churned, separating from the pile of filth and flying into the air, coalescing into a large mass. Only six portions of yellow and white matter remained on the ground.
The large mass of bloody sludge began to rotate slowly, then rapidly churned and deformed, transforming into a giant sphere one moment, a cone the next, then a cube or a pyramid…
This mass of bloody sludge contained a power that made even Wen Wen slightly alarmed. He casually shot an energy sword into the sludge, but a blood-colored energy pillar swept out, gouging a trench in the ground and tearing a gap in the Spider Maidens' web barrier.
"What in the hell is this thing?"
Wen Wen nervously touched his hair with a hint of after-fear, then grabbed Sforlm by the collar and pulled him aside.
"All I can tell you is that this is the Cup of Divine Blood. Don't ask me anything else, I don't know…"
The power released by the Cup of Divine Blood earlier had made Sforlm's teeth ache. This investigation had completely exceeded his control.
Based on the information he possessed, the Cup of Divine Blood should have simply been a cup with peculiar powers. It had now mutated supers and transformed into its current state; the information was utterly useless.
The massive mass of bloody sludge deformed several times but showed no intent to attack them, so everyone patiently waited.
Gradually, the color of the bloody sludge began to dim, and the sludge dripped onto the ground bit by bit, leaving only the ethereal silhouette of half a golden cup above.
"Yes, that's the Cup of Divine Blood, but why is it an illusion, and only half? The Cup of Divine Blood is indestructible…" Sforlm said with a frown.
"Perhaps my attack was too powerful just now?" Wen Wen said uncertainly, glancing at the Blood River Sword.
Before they could discuss further, the cup above changed again. Cracks began to appear, then transformed into golden spectral images that entered the bodies of those present…