Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

If we ignore the silent spatial cracks that appeared as it fell, like cutting tofu.

The sixth soul skill of the Azure Steel Sword: Shedding its shell.

Yes, Kris Wu's biggest move is to unleash his sixth soul skill while in the state of his fifth soul skill, the Azure Steel Divine Sword. He separates the divine sword from the Azure Steel Divine Sword and unleashes the strongest destructive power!

Without pausing, Wu Yifan moved with his sword, completely concealing his aura. All his soul power was concentrated in this single strike, aimed directly at Cain's back!

Cain raised his left hand but then pulled it back to his abdomen, and then raised his right hand.

Could it be?

The same question arose in everyone's mind.

As if in response to this question, accompanied by a sob that sounded like weeping in the air, five even more astonishing dark gold claw shadows slammed down from the sky!

"He lost, stop!" Zheng Zhan felt a chill run down his spine. After hesitating for a moment, he still threw out his indestructible divine shield.

But those five claw shadows were like illusions. The moment they collided with the Unbreakable Divine Shield, they didn't make any contact at all, and instead turned into pieces of mirror-like fragments that scattered in the air.

Illusion?

Zheng Zhan was stunned for a moment.

The blue light fell to the ground.

Kris Wu's body detached from the blue light and staggered to the ground. His face was as pale as paper.

The steel sword in his hand had transformed into a longsword about three feet long and only two inches wide.

Its azure-green luster is as captivating as rippling water, and its light is so bright it reflects one's image.

Now everyone knows it wasn't an illusion.

The moment Kris Wu appeared, the once complete Qinggang sword split into five pieces, with only the thin, rounded piece remaining in Kris Wu's hand.

Compared to the complete sword hilt, it was as small as a toothpick.

Two claws.

There was silence for a moment.

Chapter 292 Senior Sister, you didn't want this either...

"Your Highness, you're hurting me."

It wasn't until the third time Ju Zi's slightly strained, soft call rang in his ears that Xu Tianran realized that the hand he was holding Ju Zi had unknowingly gripped it a little too tightly.

The orange's delicate, flawless skin had turned into a pitiful bluish-gray.

He quietly released his grip, but Ju Zi dared not retract her arm rashly. She could only endure the intense soreness in her forearm, her pale face trembling slightly from time to time.

Xu Tianran's other hand, as if imitating Cain's previous action, maintained the posture of five fingers spread apart with fingertips slightly downward.

Dark Gold Terrorclaw, the signature skill of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, who doesn't know such a famous soul skill?

Even the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, one of the five guardians of the Sun Moon Empire, is named after the Terrorclaw Soul Master Corps, which excels in offensive attacks and close-range burst damage. This shows how deeply ingrained the image of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear as the strongest offensive soul beast and almost invincible among soul beasts of the same level in close combat is.

"They are truly blessed by nature." Even Zhongli Wu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but exclaim.

Not only him, but almost all the high-level soul masters who witnessed Cain's attack felt the same way.

Cain's battle process seemed simple, without even any flashy soul skills, but for higher-level soul masters, the simpler it is, the more powerful it often is.

Moreover, the damage Cain caused with those two strikes was undeniable. What's even more remarkable is that after unleashing a clearly more powerful second claw, she was still able to stop it under those circumstances.

This precise control is all the more precious to a Soul Master with higher cultivation.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like if she unleashed both claws after reaching the Title Douluo level. Don't forget, Cain hasn't even used a single soul skill or martial soul ability yet!

Zheng Zhan casually slapped the distraught Kris Wu off the stage, then retrieved the seemingly slightly faded Unbreakable Shield, and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

When he looked at Cain, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Corpses and blood, coldness, numbness... No words can describe the feeling he had when he withdrew the Unbreakable Shield, but Zheng Zhan was certain that Cain's attack was not just a simple Dark Gold Terror Claw.

If those evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult who died at Cain's hands saw Zheng Zhan's expression, they would surely have countless words of empathy to express.

Why is it that even Yan Feng, a direct disciple of Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, is so devoted to Cain? It's because so many good heads were sacrificed!

In five years, the Killing God Domain in Cain's hands had been honed to its ultimate level.

She doesn't need any talk of simplification or perfection; she can already be described as killing intent itself. Every move she makes, even her domineering soul skill like Dark Gold Terror Claw, is infused with the all-pervasive corrosiveness of the God of Slaughter's Domain.

This is the real reason why even a titled Douluo like Zheng Zhan felt his heart pounding.

Xu Sanshi touched the thick bandages on his body and couldn't help but ask himself, could he have done better than Wu Yifan in the face of Cain's two claws?

Suspended.

With the Azure Steel Divine Sword already signed, the Aojian Sect's decline was inevitable.

With Wu Yifan, the captain and strongest member of the Proud Sword Sect, being so easily defeated by Cain, the victory of the Holy Spirit Sect was essentially secured in this first match.

When the remaining members of the Proud Sword Sect went on stage, some of them didn't even have time to activate their Martial Souls before being forced to the edge of the arena by Cain's casually swung dark gold claw shadows.

They offered only token resistance before simply conceding defeat.

The total time for the individual competition did not even exceed ten minutes.

A deafening roar erupted from the stands. The name of the Holy Spirit Church was chanted repeatedly, wave after wave, almost lifting the entire stadium.

"Well done."

As he stood up and left, Kong Tianxu beckoned, and Cain obediently came to his side. Her delicate hands were casually kneaded by him, and the female assassin who had just intimidated the entire scene suddenly showed a hint of shyness.

Xu Tianzhen took small, quick steps forward and stuck to the other side.

Wang Qiu'er gritted her teeth behind her.

The murmurs in the stands grew louder.

As they left the competition venue, the Holy Spirit Church group passed through the players' tunnel, and coincidentally, another team's rest area was right there.

Shrek.

The atmosphere immediately became somewhat awkward.

Huo Yuhao's gaze swept past Kong Tianxu and landed on Wang Qiu'er beside him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Wang Dong'er pursed her lips and remained silent.

Jiang Nannan, Xiao Xiao, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi—familiar faces, yet their gazes toward Wang Qiu'er were all different. There was doubt, scrutiny, and a hint of hostility.

Wang Qiu'er felt those gazes. She didn't flinch, but instead took off her hood, slightly raised her chin, and her beautiful face remained expressionless.

Her figure followed Kong Tianxu into the passage, and the two passed each other.

"Tianxu!"

Zhang Lexuan jogged out of the Shrek team and approached Kong Tianxu. Seeing that his reaction was not very enthusiastic, her eyes immediately became resentful, as if she wanted to say something.

Kong Tianxu stopped and looked at her, winking subtly.

Zhang Lexuan opened her mouth, only then realizing the situation she was in.

"Is Qiu'er... alright?"

"You two go back first," Kong Tianxu patted Cain and Xu Tianzhen's hands.

He turned to look at Zhang Lexuan, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Want to know?" Kong Tianxu said, seemingly unconsciously drawing three circles on his hand.

Zhang Lexuan pursed her lips and didn't speak, but instead clasped her hands together as if she were holding something.

Their conversation abruptly ended, and they parted ways abruptly to the bewildered gazes of the Shrek Academy members. Zhang Lexuan rubbed her hands together and deliberately chose a shady corner to walk slowly away.

With his hands outstretched, the object that Kong Tianxu had transmitted through spatial power lay in his slightly sweaty palm.

It was a completely silver-white card, engraved with intricate soul-guiding array patterns, with a golden number on the edge: 0002.

Zhang Lexuan certainly knew what it was, because she had something very similar in her hand.

This is the room key for the penthouse at Mingyue Hotel!

As her fingertips touched the warm, smooth metal surface, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and a warm current seemed to surge up in her lower abdomen again.

Zhang Lexuan's face flushed red.

She almost instinctively wanted to throw the card back, but her hand froze in mid-air as soon as she raised it.

Biting her lip, Zhang Lexuan quickly looked around. The passage was empty, with only Shrek Academy members still standing not far away, seemingly wanting to observe.

No one noticed her momentary loss of composure.

Zhang Lexuan took a deep breath, clenched the card tightly in her hand, then casually withdrew her hand, stuffed it into her sleeve, and walked towards Shrek's rest area.

When Huo Yuhao and the others saw her again, Zhang Lexuan had already returned to normal.

"Senior Sister?" Wang Dong'er called out tentatively.

"Hmm?" Zhang Lexuan came back to her senses. "...Let's go back to the hotel first."

She tucked the card into her sleeve and walked forward nonchalantly.

……

Back at the Mingyue Hotel, the Shrek team gathered in the conference room, the atmosphere so somber it was almost palpable.

Huo Yuhao sat by the window, gazing at the gloomy sky outside, saying nothing. Wang Dong'er nestled beside him, but also didn't know what to say.

We still don't know what Wang Qiu'er's situation is, and besides Kong Tianxu, the Holy Spirit Cult actually has another Soul Saint, who has a 100,000-year Soul Ring.

“In any case,” he finally turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone, “our first priority is to bring Qiu’er back.”

His gaze fell on Jiang Nannan.

"Fourth Senior Sister, please go and apologize to her later."

Jiang Nannan's body stiffened slightly.

She bit her lip, feeling extremely unwilling. But she also knew that she had indeed gone too far that day.

“…Okay.” She replied sullenly.

“The problem is,” He Caitou looked up, “who will go and say it?”