Catastrophe Containment Facility

"Why is it a problem when I built the altar strictly according to the manual?" Crooked Dragon was a bit frenzied; the moment the altar failed, his heart felt like it was plummeting from the top of a rollercoaster.

"One of the basic principles of Rune Studies: runes must remain intact; your rune lines were blocked by boogers." A cheeky voice came from behind, causing Crooked Dragon to pause.

Instinctively, he glanced at the altar and showed a look of realization, "Oh, that's it...who the heck are you?"

"I'm your dad!"

A massive black Sword Qi slashed towards Crooked Dragon without warning. Suddenly, fine dragon scales appeared on his body, just barely blocking the Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi sliced through the dragon scales on Crooked Dragon's arm, causing them to fall, but they quickly regenerated.

Wen Wen walked out from behind a tree, trimming his nails with the Blood River Sword.

"It's you? How dare you come after me alone?"

Crooked Dragon remembered Wen Wen, a guy who couldn't keep his mouth shut, competent but by no means his match.

"A dad coming to find his son—what's there to be afraid of?"

"Smartass!"

Crooked Dragon snorted coldly, approaching Wen Wen like a wandering dragon, and a huge fist aimed at Wen Wen's face.

Last time in battle, Wen Wen was so flustered by such punches he had to hide in disgrace.

But this time, Wen Wen's eyes gleamed with light; the Blood River Sword unleashed a crimson stream, and a curved sword light appeared on Crooked Dragon's chest, the Sword Qi's immense force pushing Crooked Dragon back dozens of meters before stopping.

Crooked Dragon knelt on the ground with a trace of a red line on his chest from which blood seeped; the hard dragon scales across his body were neatly cut.

"Last time I was unarmed, but this time I have a weapon. Don't think I only have last time's strength; if this is all you've got, you're definitely not my match."

Wen Wen carried his sword, beckoning provocatively to Pi Yanping, "Hey, Brother, do you want to have a go too?"

Pi Yanping snorted coldly, emanating a green toxic mist, his fingers and lips turning deep purple, while the color of the white scorpion on his head changed rapidly. Its needle-like tail flexibly turned, staring at Wen Wen like a viper.

"Brother Pi, you don't have to step in; I just got careless earlier."

Crooked Dragon's chest wound had already healed, and he charged towards Wen Wen fiercely.

"In the previous fight, you were unarmed so was I!"

"Keyboard, come!"

A golden keyboard appeared in Crooked Dragon's right hand, and he swung the keyboard by its power cord, smashing it towards Wen Wen.

Wen Wen gripped his sword with both hands, slashing upwards from the ground, the Sword of Intent's light enveloping the blade.

The clash of the Golden Keyboard with the Blood River Sword produced an ear-piercing sound, with numbers and letters flying off the keyboard like bombs, causing unrestricted chaos in the surroundings.

Standing below, Wen Wen felt the pressure—the power of Crooked Dragon after wielding the Golden Keyboard was no joke.

If not for the Blood River Sword previously being enhanced by Divine Blood, it would indeed have been overwhelmed by that Golden Keyboard.

Wen Wen turned the sword hilt, the Blood River Sword seemingly unsealing, its aura progressively rising, shaking Crooked Dragon, who was initially dominating, into retreating a distance.

The aura of the Blood River Sword, having undergone enhancement by Divine Blood, essentially exceeded its innate strength.

In terms of pure strength comparison, Wen Wen actually could only match Crooked Dragon by a forty-sixty split, him being forty, Crooked Dragon sixty.

But Crooked Dragon wasn't aware, only assuming Wen Wen's strength had advanced another level.

"Brother Pi, we'd better strike together; otherwise, we might not be able to handle this guy, and he might be stalling for time. If prolonged, that Catastrophe-Level Expert could catch up."

Pi Yanping nodded, entering battle mode, rushing at Wen Wen alongside Crooked Dragon.

Wen Wen looked wary; ahead, he was about to endure enormous pressure and, before being fully overwhelmed, aimed to exhaust their trump cards, ensuring that when he transformed later, they wouldn't escape using any survival techniques.

Every part of Pi Yanping was toxic, and while his strength and speed were bottom-tier in the True Sequence, even a slight touch from him was no joke.

The white scorpion on his head would shoot poisonous stingers, and whenever they hit the Blood River Sword, wisps of white smoke would rise; Wen Wen dared not allow these stingers to touch him.

Crooked Dragon's combat style, on the other hand, relied entirely on sheer strength, speed, and destructiveness, seemingly less impressive but far more threatening than Pi Yanping's.

Wen Wen stubbornly defended himself with swordsmanship, gradually becoming more enthusiastic after a few bouts.

With his current strength, opportunities to feel pressured in battle were rare, so being assailed by two peer-level masters roused Wen Wen's fighting spirit, making him more valiant as the fight went on.

In order to quickly subdue Wen Wen, the two of them resorted to numerous bizarre methods, yet Wen Wen always had a way to counteract them.

Even the combined number of abilities they utilized couldn't exceed Wen Wen's. Amidst this intense combat, Wen Wen's understanding of his powers gradually deepened.

Two Cataclysmic Traits, namely 'Hand of Detention' and 'Contract Justice.'

The speed of Hand of Detention was too slow to capture a True-order Master in battle, but Wen Wen could utilize the cells created by Hand of Detention for maneuvering and dodging.

He could manipulate the layouts within the cell, and the simplest and most efficient setup was to fill it with solid metal blocks.

When attacks came, Wen Wen would hide behind the cell, releasing the metal blocks to block the assaults from the two.

When Wen Wen wanted to attack, he'd retract the metal blocks, allowing attacks to launch from within the bars.

This ability essentially created a space controlled exclusively by Wen Wen in the heart of the battlefield. Initially, his manipulation was clumsy, but later he could execute actions with just a thought.

Additionally, the 'Contract Justice' ability was significantly more effective in combat than Hand of Detention. While examining their vows, Wen inadvertently uncovered quite a few secrets about them, and this ability drastically disrupted their morale.

Crooked Dragon had sworn numerous times to his girlfriend, pledging eternal love, and to his numerous mothers-in-law, promising unwavering respect.

If not, he'd suffer from sores and blisters, lose his teeth, have weakened kidneys, go bald, break his eggs, and shatter pots...

His habit of making haphazard oaths gave Wen Wen countless ways to attack him under immense pressure, yet Wen Wen relished it.

When Crooked Dragon head-butted Wen Wen, his hair would suddenly thin in large patches.

When Crooked Dragon cursed at Wen Wen, a tooth or two would often fly out.

When Crooked Dragon kicked Wen Wen, a large abscess would suddenly appear on the sole of his foot, bursting instantly from his own force—an indescribable sensation Wen Wen couldn't fathom.

What Crooked Dragon found hardest to bear was when dodging Wen Wen's Blood River Sword, he did a wide split, followed by a "pop, pop" sound of eggs cracking...