Douluo Dalu: Lucky Star

This milky-white droplet, resembling a tear, was called Guanyin's Tear.

That's right—this was the product Han Li had obtained by stealing Tang San's techniques. It was the first time he had used this technique in a formal setting.

Initially, Han Li didn't think much of concealed weapon techniques, but he couldn't ignore the resonance the laws of fate had with it, so he decided to give it a try.

And then he discovered that, while other techniques were unremarkable, this one—ranked as the number one concealed weapon technique in Tang Sect's Hundred Hidden Weapons—was truly extraordinary.

Most hidden weapon techniques required precise calculations, which Han Li found redundant with his martial soul and powerful spiritual sense. Techniques like Bodhi Blood relied on extracting one's essence blood, which harmed the user before harming the enemy, and thus didn't appeal to him.

But Guanyin's Tear? Its power was downright absurd. Even Tang San himself only understood how to use it but couldn't grasp its underlying principles.

Yet what Tang San didn't understand, Han Li did.

"Ignores defense, never misses"—this was a skill governed by the laws of fate. No wonder he felt an instinctive connection to it.

Han Li suspected that the Tang Sect had not created this technique but rather stole it or excavated it from somewhere. Anything involving fundamental laws didn't seem like something an assassin sect could create.

The most crucial part? It was akin to Han Li's laws of fate: it didn't operate within matter or energy. In the context of the Douluo World, it was essentially a dimensional attack, as if it originated from another plane entirely.

And conveniently, it was incredibly useful to him.

As mentioned before, the fundamental rules of the Douluo World differed from Earth, particularly with gunpowder. Han Li's experiments showed that, in this world, explosions caused by gunpowder didn't trigger elemental fluctuations and instead dealt purely physical damage. This discovery greatly pleased him.

And so, the current scene unfolded.

Truthfully, Han Li's original plan was to use the unique properties of Guanyin's Tear as leverage to threaten the Five Gods and prevent them from fleeing. His true target was the Divine Realm's protective barrier.

But to his surprise, the three gods on the opposing side willingly chose to open the barrier themselves.

Opening it was easy for them, but it created far more opportunities for Han Li.

He had to consider the implications. With the Divine Realm's dense energy, if he used the laws of fate, it might trigger a catastrophic chain reaction. Fortunately, Han Li always prepared backup plans—Guanyin's Tear and black gunpowder were ready to be deployed.

Without hesitation, he initiated his backup hidden plan.

Would a sufficient amount of black gunpowder be enough to kill a god? He hadn't tested that yet. However, his experiments showed that its destructive power toward space was comparable to the laws of space. The key was that this damage was purely physical.

No matter how formidable a protective barrier was, it relied on spatial stability. By destroying its foundation, the barrier would collapse. If anyone dared use the laws of space to intervene, they'd only expedite its destruction.

And when the barrier shattered, the high-density energy it contained would disperse. Anyone who attempted to manipulate energy laws in such conditions would perish—even the God Kings. The Divine Realm had accumulated energy for countless millennia, far beyond the control of any single being.

Han Li smiled contentedly—a wide, relieved grin.

It wasn't just the opposing side's foolish decision to open the barrier that amused him; it was also the reactions of the Gods of Destruction and Life. Their genuine concern for the beings of the Divine Realm was evident.

But while he pondered, Han Li's hands didn't pause.

He infused Guanyin's Tear with an additional element: the laws of space. All the black gunpowder had been compressed within the droplet.

The elemental energy within it would deplete instantly when Guanyin's Tear tore through space, preventing any elemental explosions. And even then, it would continue traveling further.

Its destination was the gap in the Divine Realm's protective barrier.

A key point to note: oxygen existed in outer space, albeit sparsely. While normal combustion reactions wouldn't occur in such an environment, certain planetary surfaces and interstellar gas clouds contained oxygen.

The Divine Realm, though artificially created, met these conditions. Many beings in the Divine Realm required oxygen for respiration—they weren't purely energy-based beings with only spiritual consciousness.

Thus, the conditions for gunpowder combustion were met. And intense friction would ignite it—the setup was perfect.

"To the senior gods who left their legacies, remember to protect yourselves and your loved ones," Han Li declared as his spiritual sense spread throughout the Divine Realm.

It was his first proclamation to the realm.

Han Li wasn't a bloodthirsty person. Strictly speaking, most gods in the Divine Realm were merely pawns, lacking knowledge or decision-making power.

Compared to directly wielding the laws of fate for an attack, preparing Guanyin's Tear took significantly longer—up to three whole seconds. With the Gods of Destruction and Life no longer restraining him, the two had already rushed into the Divine Realm.

The God of Asura was still struggling to recover his body, while the Gods of Evil and Kindness focused on stabilizing the barrier to prevent it from shattering entirely and reduce the time required for repairs.

Some gods, driven by instinct rather than reason, rushed toward the gap. Most others, however, hesitated, staying in place after hearing the God of Destruction's words.

As a result, Han Li's Guanyin's Tear, despite its long wind-up time, went entirely unchallenged.

The milky-white droplet before Han Li floated forward in an eerie motion as he launched it.

A flash of silver light streaked through the air as a single droplet of water zipped past Asura, brushing over his head and darting toward the gap in the barrier at an astonishing speed. It carved a visible, column-like pathway through the pitch-black void of space.

"No energy fluctuations…" This was the thought that crossed everyone's minds as they watched, and a collective sigh of relief followed.

Becoming a god meant being anything but foolish—after all, just mastering the laws of reality was a monumental challenge. Even the gods who had already reached the gap moved cautiously, propelling themselves with the purest divine power without daring to stir the laws.

They feared Han Li might be insane enough to detonate the entire Divine Realm, an outcome that would leave no one unscathed.

But in the next second, they noticed something strange. At the center of that milky-white droplet, now hovering near the gap, a barely discernible spark flickered.

Han Li's voice echoed in their ears once more, laced with a hint of amusement.

"Have any of you ever heard the phrase, 'Art is an explosion'?"

Many gods shuddered at his words, and those with sharp eyes noticed that the tear-like droplet had turned crimson.

"Not good! Listen to me!" the God of Destruction roared urgently, his tone frantic, almost desperate. "Everyone, use only pure divine power to protect yourselves! Do not, under any circumstances, use the laws—even if it means your death!"

Though he didn't fully understand Han Li's intentions, he knew the meaning of the word "explosion." Known for his aggressive tendencies, the God of Destruction chose an unusually cautious approach this time, erring on the side of safety.

"Gods don't die so easily!"—this was the source of his confidence.

And in Han Li's estimation, the God of Destruction had just saved many lives.

The next moment, a blinding white light erupted before everyone's eyes, forcing them to shut instinctively. Within the scope of their divine senses, however, space fractured like a shattered mirror.

At the center of the droplet—still devoid of energy fluctuations—space began collapsing rapidly. Heat surged forward like an unstoppable wave.

But… there were no fluctuations of the laws. This was the final thought to cross the minds of the gods at the gap before the divine power shielding their bodies disintegrated without resistance.

Boom!

The explosion's sound was delayed, yet its force shook the Divine Realm, causing many gods within it to faint. Those who remained conscious found themselves in a dazed, bewildered state, temporarily stripped of the ability to think.

Beyond the Divine Realm, the void of space remained eerily silent. No sound traveled through the vacuum.

What did ripple outward was a titanic force, unrelated to the laws, slamming into the super divine tools being used by the Gods of Evil and Kindness to maintain the barrier. The impact sent them flying, the blood of an unnatural color spurting from their mouths.

The Judgment Scales and Heart of Kindness bore visible cracks. These were not cracks born of laws; though super divine tools embodied the rules, they still required physical vessels. The cracks were caused by forces named "physics" and "chemistry."

Not far away, the God of Asura—having just begun to recover—spat a mouthful of blood. His Asura Demon Sword now bore a matching crack.

In the distance, Han Li's face paled as his body trembled uncontrollably. This was a sign of divine power being drained en masse.

Thankfully, Gu Yue was by his side and caught him just in time. Moments later, his complexion quickly regained color as the divine core within his star began to operate.

He had underestimated one thing: the durability of the opposing side's super divine artifacts. Or rather, he had underestimated the sheer power of black gunpowder.

As it turned out, when the yield was sufficient, even killing gods in the Douluo World was possible.

Han Li glanced at the former gap in the barrier, and a smile crept back onto his face.

Space continued to ripple and tremble. The spatial fractures spread outward, and the barrier had been destroyed.

Along with the barrier, the gods stationed at the gap had disappeared as well. Judging by their divine positions, they had only been second-tier gods, but the now-empty void spoke volumes.

Under the force of the explosion, they hadn't even left behind their divine cores or souls. The only trace of their existence was the now-thicker energy dispersing into the surroundings, faintly hinting that they had ever been there.

The Gods of Evil and Kindness staggered to their feet, staring blankly at the now-exposed Divine Realm. Their hands trembled as they took in the devastation.

They had only wanted to open a small gap to allow the gods of the Divine Realm to provide reinforcements.

But why… why had it come to this?

Inside the Divine Realm, the Gods of Destruction and Life were still doing their utmost to maintain divine power shields, protecting the lesser gods who had no means of defense.

Behind the God of Destruction, most of his divine armor had been shattered and was slowly regenerating. From beneath the broken armor, faint streams of dark purple blood dripped to the ground, leaving small, corroded pits wherever they landed.

His injuries made it clear: he had borne the brunt of the explosion's power.

Meanwhile, the God of Life stood before him. Her favorite crown was nowhere to be seen, and her hair hung loosely over her shoulders.

She wielded the Tree of Life cautiously, ensuring no rule-based energy was triggered. Droplets of green light fell from the super divine artifact like rain, sinking into the bodies of the unconscious gods and rapidly healing their injuries.

She was using the purest, most fundamental power of the Tree of Life to save as many survivors as possible.