Zhu Zhuqing reached out with both hands, intending to grasp the hilt and pull the sword free for cleaning.
However, the moment her fingers touched it—
"Boom!"
An indescribable weight surged through her arms.
It felt as if she wasn't holding a sword… but an entire archaic divine mountain!
"Lift!!!"
Gritting her teeth, Zhu Zhuqing unleashed all her strength. Her level 45 spirit power erupted, and with her Hell Civet Spirit possessed, she pushed herself to the absolute limit.
Yet—
The sword didn't move.
Not even a tremor.
"How… is this possible?!"
Her eyes widened in shock.
With her current strength, lifting a thousand-pound boulder with one hand would be effortless.
And yet, this sword… she couldn't even budge it?
---
"Heh."
From deep within the divine temple, that lazy voice sounded again, carrying a trace of amusement.
"I forgot. You are too weak."
"This Daluo Sword Embryo weighs as much as the stars. Even a god cannot wield it easily."
"Never mind."
As his voice faded, a strand of gentle Chaos Qi descended from the void, wrapping around the blade.
Instantly—
The incomparably heavy black sword became light, floating silently before Zhu Zhuqing.
---
"This is Chaos Spiritual Spring water. Use it to wipe the blade."
A jade basin appeared out of thin air, filled halfway with clear water shrouded in Chaos mist. Beside it lay an ordinary-looking white cloth.
Zhu Zhuqing took the cloth with trembling hands—
And nearly dropped to her knees again.
This "rag"… was actually woven from Divine Silkworm silk!
It was incredibly tough, impervious to both water and fire.
"Using Divine Silkworm silk as a rag… and Chaos Spiritual Spring water to wash a sword…"
Zhu Zhuqing felt completely numb.
---
She carefully dipped the cloth into the basin and began wiping the blade.
With every stroke—
Ripples spread across the sword's surface, as if it were alive… as if it were enjoying her touch.
---
Back on the Douluo Continent—
Dai Mubai's face had already turned an ugly shade of green.
Watching his fiancée obediently clean another man's sword like a well-trained maid—
He felt like his chest was about to explode.
"Zhu Zhuqing, you've really outdone yourself!"
"He tells you to wash a sword, and you actually do it so eagerly?!"
"Where is your dignity as a member of the Star Luo Royal Family?!"
He roared hysterically.
Yet elsewhere, countless Spirit Masters were filled with envy.
"If only I were the one washing that sword…"
"Exactly! Even a single drop of that water could probably evolve my Spirit!"
---
At that moment—
Perhaps because Zhu Zhuqing's movements were too careful and gentle—
The sword seemed pleased.
"Buzz!"
It trembled slightly.
From the tip of the blade, a tiny strand of Sword Qi leaked out.
---
"Watch out!"
Zhu Zhuqing's instincts flared as she stepped back.
But the Sword Qi did not harm her.
Instead—
It pierced through the very fabric of space within the Taichu Immortal Court!
Following the mysterious Karma connection, a trace of its essence was reflected onto the heavenly screen!
---
"Slash!"
Across the skies of the Douluo Continent—
The supposedly indestructible heavenly screen was split open by a thin black crack!
Though it lasted only an instant—
The aura that leaked out was enough.
Every Titled Douluo on the continent coughed up blood simultaneously!
---
"Puff!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong.
High Priest Qian Daoliu.
The strongest experts of the continent—
All injured by just a glimpse of that Sword Intent!
---
Tang San stared blankly at the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
Once his greatest pride—
Now, it looked like nothing more than scrap metal.
"Is this… a height the Clear Sky Hammer will never reach…?"
His eyes were filled with despair.
---
Meanwhile—
Deep within the Taichu Immortal Court.
Inside the divine temple.
The figure wrapped in Chaos Qi took a casual sip of tea, a faint smile forming at his lips.
"Since you have become my Sword Attendant, the Karma with the Douluo Continent is now established."
"That little tiger named Dai Mubai… seems quite noisy."
His finger tapped lightly on the table.
"Then let's give him a small punishment."
---
With a casual flick—
He sent a single grain of dust into the void.
No divine technique.
No grand movement.
Just… dust.
---
The speck pierced through layers of space, following the Karma thread, drifting silently toward that fragile, bubble-like world.
"The clamor of ants… is rather disturbing."
Jiang Chen chuckled softly and returned to his tea.
---
Douluo Continent — Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai was still shouting furiously at the sky.
"I refuse to accept this! I am the Evil Eyes White Tiger! I am a Prince of Star Luo!"
"That so-called Immortal Lord—if you have the guts, come out—!"
---
Before he could finish—
The sky darkened.
A terrifying pressure descended without warning, covering the entire academy.
Zhao Wuji and the others turned pale instantly.
"What… what kind of aura is this?!"
"Run!"
Zhao Wuji roared, trying to activate his Spirit Avatar—
But it was too late.
---
A tiny black dot appeared in the sky.
In the blink of an eye—
It expanded into a towering, primordial demonic mountain!
And its target—
Was only one person.
Dai Mubai.
---
"ROAR!"
Faced with death, Dai Mubai unleashed everything.
"Third Spirit Ability: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
"First Spirit Ability: White Tiger Barrier!"
Layer upon layer of defense formed around him.
---
But—
Before that black light—
Everything was as fragile as paper.
---
"Puff—"
The object hadn't even landed yet.
Just the pressure from its descent made Dai Mubai spit out blood!
His knees buckled instantly.
"Crack!"
His spine snapped with a sickening sound.
---
"Hold on—AAAAAH!!!"
He struggled wildly, eyes bloodshot.
---
Then—
That grain of dust landed gently on his shoulder.
---
"Rumble!!!"
There was no explosion.
Only a dull, suffocating impact.
---
Dai Mubai was crushed flat into the ground.
Not kneeling—
Flattened.
His body was pressed tightly against the earth, his face distorted, completely unable to move.
---
"Mmph… mmph…"
He tried to struggle.
Tried to scream.
But what he bore was not dust—
It was like carrying the weight of an entire heaven.
---
At this moment—
Silence fell across Shrek Academy.
Across the entire Douluo Continent.
Everyone stared in shock.
---
A moment ago, he was shouting for a duel.
Now—
He had been crushed into the dirt by a single grain of dust.
---
"Is this… the consequence of offending the Immortal Lord?"
Bibi Dong's pupils shrank to pinpoints, her entire body turning cold.
She had seen it clearly.
That wasn't a Spirit Ability.
Nor a divine weapon.
---
It really was—
Just a grain of dust.
---
"Mubai!"
Tang San and the others finally snapped out of it and rushed forward.
"Third Brother… save… save me…"