Boom!
Crimson light shone within the containment facility, and a short staff over a meter long took shape in Wen Wen's hand.
This was the Madness Staff 2.0 that Wen Wen had manufactured over the past month.
The handle of the short staff was a piece of strange crystal. The exterior of the crystal was transparent, while the interior contained slowly flowing black matter.
In the center was a red gear, with clusters of crimson madness swirling between the gears.
At the end of the short staff, it appeared to be a segment of brownish spearhead. Upon closer inspection, one could discern textures resembling human skin on the spearhead.
Wen Wen had spent a large sum of money to purchase this crystal from the Hunter Association. It was a Disaster-class material.
The black power within the crystal possessed immense kinetic energy, allowing the crystal to move at extremely high speeds. Furthermore, the crystal could record a person's mental fluctuations. The person whose fluctuations were recorded only needed to think a thought to perfectly control the crystal.
By embedding the crystal into the Madness Staff, Wen Wen could control the Madness Staff's ultra-high-speed movement solely with his will.
He already possessed the Black Blade and the Blood River Sword, and could not free up another hand to control the Madness Staff.
The red gear was a component from Xian Qu Yi Bai's body. As Xian Qu Yi Bai had said, it was a powerful containment object.
Firstly, it possessed an indestructible characteristic, making any item connected to it extremely hard.
Secondly, the gear could absorb surrounding power to drive its rotation. When the gear rotated ten times, the accumulated power could be converted into a specific type of energy and released in a single burst.
The power it absorbed did not affect the operation of the Madness Staff; rather, it was the resistance encountered during the Madness Staff's flight, the attacks it sustained, and the force generated from collisions with other objects.
After Wen Wen's modifications, the burst from this gear was now pure madness.
Finally, the spearhead at the bottom of the short staff was confiscated from Aiger. It was dried flesh of unknown origin, carrying a potent corrupting power. Merely seeing it could cause ordinary people to lose their minds.
Even Disaster-class monsters like Red Beard dared not come into prolonged contact with it.
This was at least a remnant imbued with the power of a Disaster-class expert, likely from a formidable evil path cultivator.
Using this as a spearhead meant that even Disaster-class experts would suffer a degree of corruption.
Coupled with the original Madness Staff forged by Wen Wen, this new short staff was a Disaster-class ultimate weapon, one that would give even Disaster-class experts a headache.
This thing was considered a weapon only in Wen Wen's hands; placed outside, it would be an out-and-out containment object that needed to be sealed.
After sitting in seclusion for a month, Wen Wen rose and stretched his limbs, noticing that his cultivation realm had advanced further.
He could feel himself getting closer and closer to becoming a Disaster-class expert.
All that was lacking was an opportunity.
Suddenly, Wen Wen sensed a summons.
It was the voice of the black-robed figure.
"He hasn't spoken to me in so long. What is he calling me for this time?"
Wen Wen closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the Black Stone Palace.
To his surprise, when he entered the palace this time, it remained pitch black, with no lights on.
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Wen Wen's heart, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of light floated before him.
He walked into the palace and found that the black-robed figure was not sitting on his usual chair, which was now covered in dust. He hadn't sat there in a long time.
"You should still be here. You called me here, so come out and meet me."
However, Wen Wen's voice received no reply, echoing in the vast Black Stone Palace.
Wen Wen remained silent for a long time, then suddenly felt a gentle breeze on his face. He paused, walked behind the chair, and took out a letter.
'By the time you read this letter, my time should have run out.'
'I'm not good at goodbyes, so I'm leaving you this letter.'
'I originally wanted to wait until you could stand on your own before leaving, but it seems I overestimated myself.'
'As you grow stronger, my power weakens. I can no longer maintain my form. When you read this letter, my consciousness should have already vanished.'
'When I roamed the sea of stars, I never imagined my farewell to the world would be in this manner.'
'When you first appeared, I was truly happy, because you gave me hope. You are fate's greatest gift to me, so I hope you can see this through to the end.'
'From today onward, I can no longer help you, and I may even cause you some trouble.'
'Perhaps you will be happy without my restraint, but no matter how happy you are, do not forget your responsibilities. Please carry the containment facility forward.'
'When you advance to the Disaster-class, the gate to the Disaster Zone will open. What is contained there may seem familiar to you, but trust me, it is not what it appears to be.'
'It will want to devour you, it will want to destroy everything it encounters. You must defeat it! Kill it!'
'If you lose, then you and this world are finished!'
'If you win... you will know all the secrets you wish to know.'
'Actually, in the few years I've known you, I've always wanted to tell you that you've done well. I am very satisfied.'
'Finally, farewell.'
After reading the letter, the paper in Wen Wen's hand turned to ashes and vanished.
Wen Wen remained in his posture for a few minutes, then walked to the side of the chair and sat on the steps.
Now that he could sit on the chair without being kicked off by the black-robed figure, he didn't feel like sitting in that position anymore.
His mood was peculiar, neither sad nor happy, but a very strange emotion.
He had known since he realized the black-robed figure was weakening as he grew stronger that this day would come. He just hadn't expected it to arrive so soon.
As an expert far more powerful than the Heavenly Realm gods, the black-robed figure's condition was extremely poor.
Without his own physical body, he could only survive by relying on the containment facility. Even within Wen Wen's body, he was gradually weakening.
Perhaps the black-robed figure was already in a state of slow death before encountering Wen Wen. As an extraordinarily powerful being, his death was also exceptionally long.
It was just that during this prolonged process of dying, he encountered Wen Wen, and thus sacrificed his last bit of time to help Wen Wen grow rapidly.
Wen Wen had initially imagined countless dark possibilities, such as the black-robed figure wanting to resurrect himself using his body.
But when the black-robed figure truly disappeared, Wen Wen realized how narrow-minded his thoughts had been.
"Before you left, at least tell me your name, you bastard..."