Bai Cang said with a hint of regret to Wen Wen, "At your age, to possess such strength, it's truly a shame to die here. Why not step aside?"
"Tsk..."
Wen Wen clicked his tongue, raising an eyebrow, "You're mid-tier, and so am I. Are you so certain you can kill me?"
"You think you're a flower, and I'm mere rotten tofu? Don't be so arrogant!"
Bai Cang shook his head and said in a deep voice, "If it were the old me, my strength would be at most on par with yours."
"But now... our strengths are not on the same level."
"Since you're stubborn and refuse to see reason, then I'll show no mercy. Lingering here any longer carries some risk, so please, just die!"
Bai Cang's eyes suddenly emitted a golden light, like two shining miniature light bulbs. A phantom image of a golden dragon coiled around him, making his aura even more terrifying.
But the transformation wasn't over. The golden light gradually shifted into a multi-colored sheen, and the power represented by these colors was distinctly different from Bai Cang himself.
It was wild, untamed, ferocious, and violent, yet it exuded an indescribable nobility. Although this power was only a small wisp, it undeniably possessed the aura of a Cataclysmic level.
Wen Wen stared at Bai Cang in shock. "From his previous words, what they stole from the Demon Spirit Village should have helped them increase their strength, but I never imagined it would be related to Cataclysmic-level power."
"No wonder Xun Ying took this matter so seriously, and no wonder his strength differs so greatly from the records. But... is Cataclysmic-level power that easy to absorb?"
"Moreover, their leader is 'Desolate Soul.' Why would this power manifest in him?"
As Wen Wen pondered this with a thousand questions, Bai Cang had finished transforming. His spear was now entwined with a five-colored dragon, creating an incredibly oppressive sensation.
"I gave you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it. I am now equivalent to a traversal hunter who has assimilated with an upper-tier entity. Alone, you are no match for me."
Bai Cang assumed a fighting stance, about to attack. Suddenly, Wen Wen raised his hand and said, "Wait, I have one more question."
"What question?"
"Well, actually, I wanted to ask this when I first saw you. Your armor is very cool, but with so many spikes, won't you prick yourself?"
Bai Cang's eyes widened, somewhat bewildered by Wen Wen's train of thought.
However, he had indeed encountered this problem before. This armor, covered in barbs, was a powerful super-ability battle suit. But if one wasn't careful during movement, they would be pricked by their own spikes. Bai Cang had practiced many times in private to ensure his movements wouldn't brush against these spikes.
Suddenly being asked by Wen Wen, it brought back some unpleasant memories, causing him to say in exasperation, "What I wear has nothing to do with you. Die!"
Bai Cang charged at Wen Wen abruptly, like a ferocious multi-colored dragon, exerting even greater pressure on Wen Wen than the evil dragon.
This attack absolutely could not be met head-on. Wen Wen hastily threw his spear, using it to transfer his momentum.
The spot where Wen Wen had been standing was directly blasted into a deep pit. Bai Cang stomped his foot within the pit and leaped towards Wen Wen again.
Bai Cang's speed was incredibly fast. Wen Wen's consciousness could react, but his body struggled to keep up.
In a moment of crisis, Wen Wen snapped his left fingers. The Bullseye Shield materialized, blocking Bai Cang's thrust and sending him flying backward.
As Wen Wen landed after being propelled by the immense force, Bai Cang was already above him, driving his spear down towards Wen Wen's chest.
"Block it for me!"
Due to the properties of the Bullseye Shield, it blocked Bai Cang's attack again. However, Wen Wen spat out a mouthful of blood. Gritting his teeth, he roared, "Get lost!"
Wen Wen's hair behind his head began to grow wildly. The tidal wave of black hair closed in like a giant black flower. However, Bai Cang leaped out before the black hair could fully envelop him, remaining unharmed.
With blood trickling from his mouth, Wen Wen floated into the air, a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right. Behind him, his black hair formed a massive, black ghastly face. His aura was quite terrifying, but facing the man before him entwined with a five-colored dragon, Wen Wen had no confidence in victory.
"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve, but your power is scattered and unrefined. Ordinary mid-tier assimilated individuals wouldn't be your match. However, none of your various techniques surpass the level of a mid-tier catastrophe. This means that no matter how many tricks you have, you cannot threaten me."
Bai Cang looked at Wen Wen haughtily, a hint of excitement in his expression. Even before they had fully absorbed the power of that bead, he was already overwhelming an enemy who was previously on par with him. If he fully absorbed it, how strong would he become? True tier?
Likely more! Even one-twelfth of a Cataclysmic-level expert's power would far surpass the True tier!
Wen Wen licked the blood from his lips. A strand of hair bound his jade sword. This time, if anything went awry, he would summon Xun Ying! Although Xun Ying had told him not to bother him with insignificant underlings, Wen Wen's life was far more important.
Then, Wen Wen looked with heartache at the Bullseye Shield in his right hand. The containment item's shield had developed an indentation and was no longer as round. Although it didn't hinder its use, Wen Wen found it displeasing to look at.
"I wonder if I can get that old man to polish it and make it round again."
"Also, that guy hiding in the shadows, what play is he watching? The situation is like this, and he still hasn't come out to help me."
"And that damned power barrier. If not for the fact that I can only exert mid-tier strength at most, with all my means, I wouldn't have ended up so miserable..."
As he thought of this, Wen Wen's heart thumped violently, and then an unfamiliar voice echoed in his mind.
"Do you want to break through the power barrier? I can help you."
Wen Wen froze, his eyes widening as he asked, "Who are you?"
"Who I am, you will know in time. For now, use your right hand to absorb the power of the person opposite you, and then I can... let you complete assimilation!"
Complete assimilation...
There was no need to guess who the owner of this voice was. Every super-ability user, just before advancing to the assimilation realm, could communicate with the original owner of the power within their body. Then, by defeating the original owner of the power, they would transform into the original form of that power, which is the assimilation realm. And Wen Wen's own super-ability, 'Black Body,' its original owner was undoubtedly deeply connected to the Containment Facility; Wen Wen even suspected they were the previous master of the Containment Facility.
Therefore, Wen Wen had been eagerly anticipating this day, yet also somewhat fearful. Because he knew deeply that the residual spirit of the strong person within him was not on the same dimension as the residual spirits within other super-ability users! But he had never expected that their first conversation would take place in the midst of this battle!