Chapter 1020: Chapter 1022: Golden Cup Phantom

Wen Wen raised an eyebrow; could these monsters actually enhance their power even further?

This rate of power enhancement, Wen Wen had only witnessed it when Evil Light Angel was bestowed power by Maya Mi. It’s important to note that before the mutation occurred, they were not even at the Assimilation Realm.

Everyone’s expressions grew solemn; with the strength of these six monsters, they could still deal with them without much difficulty, but if their power advanced by another realm…

Among these monsters, a few might just step into True Sequence strength!

The Blood River Sword was unsheathed, and a thick blood-colored river flowed around Wen Wen. Sharp sword Qi flickered on the blade, and the low hum of the sword made the air feel somewhat oppressive.

He was preparing to make a decisive move. If these monsters could indefinitely strengthen themselves, now was the best time to eliminate them.

The six monsters stood up from their severely injured, dying state. Their eyes turned blood-red, and the aura of three of them had already reached the threshold of the True Sequence.

But their skin began to crack irregularly, with their bones emitting creaking sounds.

Seeing this, Wen Wen loosened his grip on the sword: “I see, they can’t strengthen themselves indefinitely… The power behind them might be sufficient, but they don’t have bodies that can bear it.”

After standing up, the six monsters tacitly fled in different directions, causing gusts of wind.

Wen Wen did not intervene to stop them, as the spider web that was as light as a veil suddenly became exceedingly hard and resilient, rebounding a few monsters back.

This place had been a trap set by dozens of Spider Ladies for a long time, so it was naturally impossible for them to escape easily.

Having failed to escape, the monsters’ situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Beneath their cracked skin flowed dark red energy, which seemed to carry high temperatures, causing steam to rise from their bodies, and their bodies began to dissipate along with the steam.

The six monsters, each with a different shape, no longer focused on escaping but fiercely fixed their gaze on the superpower users present. If they couldn’t escape, they would try to eliminate the enemy before their bodies collapsed.

Wen Wen, holding the Blood River Sword, walked leisurely towards the monsters, who simultaneously attacked Wen Wen with claws, tails, big feet, and suspicious hammers growing from their waists.

Three True Sequence, three Upper Sequence, seemed quite threatening.

But from Wen Wen’s perspective, these creatures were only capable of a single attack, with bodies fragile compared to even the Blue Cicada Holy Envoy of the past.

Wen Wen drew a semicircle above his head with the Blood River Sword. The trajectory left by the sword transformed into substantial sword scars, which scattered into countless black and red energy swords.

True Mysterious Swordmanship Dao: Evil Speech Thousand Sword Technique… Tombstone Form!

Thousands of energy swords, like black and red locusts dancing in the sky, mercilessly stabbed at the six monsters.

The individual strength of these energy swords didn’t make much of a difference to the monsters, but their fragile bodies couldn’t withstand the continuous, locust-like attacks, so they had to respond defensively.

But once they defended, they consumed their dwindling power, accelerating their bodily collapse!

For these six monsters, this move directly erased any chance they had of a desperate struggle.

One monster fell, then two, until all six monsters were pierced like hedgehogs by Wen Wen’s energy swords, but even that wasn’t enough.

The remaining energy swords continued to attack, ultimately piling up into a flat shape about four to five meters wide and fifteen to sixteen meters high on the bodies of the six monsters.

It looked just like six gigantic tombstones!

Wen Wen sheathed his sword, took a deep breath, and returned to his chair to sit again; he had already completed the most challenging task. The rest was up to the others.

Sifumo breathed a sigh of relief. These six monsters reaching this level of enhancement must be linked to the Cup of Divine Blood, for without a catastrophe-level event, only the Cup of Divine Blood possessed such powerful strength.

Now that Wen Wen had slain the six monsters, he only needed to search through their corpses to find the Cup of Divine Blood.

Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and those energy swords began to dissipate slowly, revealing the six bodies underneath.

Sifumo gave a quick glance, his expression turning dark; he didn’t see any trace of the Cup of Divine Blood.

The thousands of energy swords had chopped the six monsters into mush, with red, white, and yellow mixed together, but among these unspeakable heaps, there was no sign of the Cup of Divine Blood.

The Cup of Divine Blood was supposed to be the highest-grade containment item, practically indestructible under normal conditions. So where exactly was the Cup of Divine Blood?

Wen Wen, sitting with his legs crossed, raised an eyebrow. After those six masses were exposed, the Catastrophe Gloves trembled slightly…

What does this indicate?

Those six masses weren’t as simple as they seemed!

Just as Wen Wen was about to get up and investigate, an anomaly occurred; the blood within the masses quickly churned, separating from the piles of filth, flying into the air, and coalescing into a large mass, leaving behind six portions of yellow-white substances on the ground.

The large mass of blood started to rotate slowly, then quickly writhed and transformed, turning into a massive sphere at one moment, a cone, or even a cube or rectangular pyramid at other times…

This mass of blood held a power that even Wen Wen found somewhat alarming. He casually shot an energy sword into it, which resulted in a blood-colored energy column sweeping across, carving a gulch in the ground and tearing a hole in the Spider Ladies’ web barrier.

“What on earth is this thing…”

Wen Wen touched his hair with slight apprehension, then grabbed Sifumo by the collar and pulled him aside.

“I can only tell you, this thing is the Cup of Divine Blood, don’t ask me anything else, I don’t know either…”

The power released by the Cup of Divine Blood just now also made Sifumo grit his teeth; this investigation was entirely beyond his control.

Based on the data he had, the Cup of Divine Blood should have just been a cup with eerie powers, but now it had altered superpower users and transformed into its current form. The contents of the data were utterly useless.

The massive blood mass deformed multiple times but showed no intent to attack the crowd, so everyone had to wait patiently.

Gradually, the hue of the blood mass began to dull, dropping bit by bit to the ground, leaving only a phantom of half a golden cup above.

“That’s definitely the Cup of Divine Blood, but why is it a phantom, and only half? The Cup of Divine Blood is supposed to be indestructible…” Sifumo said with a frown.

“Maybe it’s because my attack was too strong?” Wen Wen glanced at the Blood River Sword, saying somewhat uncertainly.

Before they could conclude anything, the cup above changed again, developing cracks and then transforming into golden phantoms, which were absorbed into the bodies of everyone present…