"Show me your mark," Wen Wen said to Tao Qingqing.
After the competition began, the mark on one's hand was a matter of life and death; one would rather die than show it to others.
However, upon hearing Wen Wen's request, Tao Qingqing immediately extended her hand, placing the mark before him.
Was this so-called 'Cup of Divine Blood' competition as fearsome as Wen Wen?
Wen Wen placed his right hand on it and discovered that the Gloves of Disaster had an equally strong desire to absorb other marks. He thus began to attempt to absorb Tao Qingqing's rune.
A powerful suction emanated from the containment facility, as if it were trying to drain her soul. She endured the intense discomfort and did not move her hand away.
Slowly, the mark began to peel away from her skin. The crimson mark transformed into tiny hands, clutching tightly to Tao Qingqing's palm, but it was to no avail.
A thread of energy, two to three meters long, was eventually peeled from her hand and swallowed into the containment facility.
This strand of the mark was a portion of the Cup of Divine Blood's body, along with a small amount of divine blood.
The most refined power within was directly absorbed by the containment facility, while some of the杂-refined power was expelled by the Gloves of Disaster, forming a dark golden shard – a part of the Cup of Divine Blood's body.
In this process of devouring and expelling, a significant amount of energy remained within Wen Wen's body, causing the energy level within him to suddenly increase by a small increment.
Wen Wen's eyes lit up. He leaped onto the tallest nearby building, surveying the entire Xiazhu District.
"I'm going to win this 'Cup of Divine Blood' competition!"
"However, now I understand why the containment facility was dismissive of the divine blood obtained in the Mia Animal Kingdom but had a demand for the Cup of Divine Blood."
"The blood in the Cup of Divine Blood... is fresh!"
Upon learning that he could take the marks from the Cup of Divine Blood without harming the participants, Wen Wen became filled with interest for this competition.
He no longer had any intention of hiding and observing; instead, he planned to act like an eagle catching chicks, capturing all the mark holders and absorbing the marks from their hands. Perhaps by absorbing all the marks, Wen Wen's black body could be elevated to the True Order level!
...
Ye Wen sat in a bar in the Xiazhu District, holding a glass of blue liquor.
Her appearance, as if from a comic book, attracted many men and women. Some wanted to strike up a conversation, while others considered using some subtle tactics. However, before they could even approach Ye Wen, they inexplicably felt a chilling cold that forced them to calm down.
Using monster classifications, her assimilation level was equivalent to Disaster Class. In other words, for ordinary people, an assimilated transcendent without restraint was itself a disaster.
If Ye Wen wished, she could instantly freeze all life in this bar!
The reason she came to this bar was actually to drown her sorrows.
The sudden turn of events had left her somewhat bewildered. She had only come to travel; why had she inexplicably been drawn into this life-or-death battle?
Perhaps tonight would be the last night of her life.
Ye Wen was aware of her own strength. If the so-called 'Cup of Divine Blood' competition truly required a fight to the death, then Ye Wen would likely not survive until the end.
Among the tourist group, there were seven transcendent beings who had obtained the marks of the Cup of Divine Blood.
Out of the seven, she was confident in her ability to defeat only Tao Qingqing, Li Natuo, and Lin Zheyu.
Additionally, her father, Ye Haimo, was the president of the Hunter Association of the Huafu Major Region, so she had a trump card for self-protection. Using this trump card should barely allow her to protect herself from Sifourmo and Wandering Knight.
But Wen Wen...
Ye Wen recalled the final move Wen Wen had used against the monster earlier – the Evil Language Myriad Sword Technique...
If Wen Wen truly had the intent to kill, the other six individuals, even working together, might not be his match!
Therefore, in this competition, she was destined to be a sacrifice from the beginning. Moreover, unless her life was threatened, she truly didn't want to fight with other demon hunters.
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed. The bar where Ye Wen was located was suddenly pierced by a powerful force. The men who had been frozen in place by her were smashed into meat paste!
A layer of ice shield automatically materialized around Ye Wen, blocking the splattering meat sauce.
She looked closely and saw a man with six arms lying in the gravel, bleeding from his nose and mouth, severely injured.
This was... Li Natuo!
Even after such a dramatic event, the people in the bar continued to drink calmly. No one screamed, no one was afraid, and no one even thought to call the police.
Looking at the ordinary people, some with bloodstains on their clothes, still enjoying their drinks, Ye Wen felt a slight chill.
A faint red aura flowed near their noses. If Wen Wen were present, he would notice that it was the same as the aura from the membrane outside.
This was the power of the 'Cup of Divine Blood' competition, interfering with everyone in the Xiazhu District, making them accustomed to supernatural events, and preventing ordinary people from disrupting the progress of the competition.
Li Natuo wiped the blood from under his nose, looked at the few corpses he had created, and flew into a rage, charging out like a wild beast.
"Come again!"
Boom! Boom!
Fierce collisions of power could be heard from outside. Ye Wen walked to the hole Li Natuo had created and looked down at the scene below.
She saw a priest in white standing on a lamppost, a smile on his lips.
Beneath the lamppost, Li Natuo was fighting a white figure with a frenzied intensity.
This white figure wore only a battle skirt on its lower body, with muscles like rocks bulging. The robust Li Natuo even appeared somewhat slender in front of it.
Behind it were two pairs of solid white wings and a pair of slightly illusory light wings. It was an angel with Upper Order strength!
"The Church of Glory has gone mad, daring to attack demon hunters here..."
Ye Wen frowned. Her navel-baring ice armor appeared on her body, and her ice longsword was drawn. Just as she was preparing to go out and help Li Natuo, she saw a wriggling red mark on the priest's hand.
"This guy is also a participant in the competition, but what about that angel?"
"It's an assistant sent by the Church of Glory!"
Li Natuo fought more bravely, and with every move, he could cause immense destruction to his surroundings.
His assimilation state, the Six-Armed Asura, was a power that grew through combat.
However, there was still a vast power gap between him and this angel. Soon, he was sent flying again by a punch. This time, two of his six arms were directly fractured!
The muscle angel did not continue the pursuit but turned its gaze towards Ye Wen's location.
The white-robed priest also discovered Ye Wen following its gaze and curled his lips into a smile.
"Lucky! I actually encountered a second mark holder. It seems I'm ahead."
"Beautiful lady, I am a gentleman who cherishes beauty, so I won't kill you. I only need one of your palms."