Douluo Dalu: Lucky Star

One second, two seconds, three seconds. A full five seconds passed. The first to start moving was Bibi Dong, followed by Guang Ling, then Azure Luan, and finally, several others who slowly broke free as well.

The moment they regained control, their angry gazes all turned toward Han Li.

But Han Li ignored them.

He hadn't intentionally dominated the entire field. Besides, it had drained him too. Activating his domain had almost exhausted his soul power completely. Fortunately, he had prepared plenty of spiritual medicine in his sleeves. By drawing on his soul bone, he managed to avoid running dry and maintained control.

He had even secretly consumed a Dragon Ganoderma Leaf, which barely restored half of his soul power, giving him the strength to release the pressure on the others. Just dealing with Bibi Dong, Guang Ling, and Azure Luan alone had depleted nearly half of his soul power. For perspective, when Tang Xiao—at level 96—attacked him, it only consumed about 20% of his soul power.

But the results were worth it. In just those few seconds, the faith power rushing toward him had tripled. Totally worth it.

This was all for safety's sake. If Tang Xiao's outburst had been the only concern, he could have handled it easily. The real issue was that the sneaky guy had involved Xiao Wu. While her Invincible Golden Body might have blocked his attack, he didn't want any shockwaves to harm the spectators.

Intimidating Bibi Dong along the way? Acceptable.

Better speed things up to prevent any accidents.

Without showing emotion, Han Li glanced at the sky. When he activated his domain, that sense of being watched by the divine realm returned.

His fifth soul ring flashed, and four arrows pierced through the rotating Ice-Fire domain, striking four people.

As Xiao Wu approached, Han Li sent her flying with a single glance. The mental shock made her roll her eyes and pass out. In a flash of light, she was absorbed into the wristband on his left hand.

As for the other three, they weren't as fortunate. Behind Han Li, the Evil God Hook had appeared, piercing their abdomens. The spatial power locked their soul force, and they collapsed at Han Li's feet.

As they fell, the Ice-Fire domain shrank to a radius of ten meters around Han Li. The others began to feel their bodies again.

Stillness.

Though the domain was withdrawn, most of the crowd remained frozen in place, heads raised, staring at Han Li, who was still enveloped in the twin-colored domain.

Their bodies had been immobilized, but their minds had been active. For a brief moment, they had felt as though they were dead, and that feeling was deeply unpleasant.

"Sorry for the scare, everyone. The crisis has been resolved, so don't worry."

Han Li's calm voice echoed through the air, snapping everyone back to their senses. The members of Spirit Hall gazed at him with even more reverence, bowing in unison.

The other factions, including some scattered rogue cultivators, eyed him cautiously, but none dared speak.

Han Li glanced at Bibi Dong, whose expression had darkened. He smiled slightly but refrained from provoking her further. She was dangerous, but now wasn't the time to confront her.

In this competition, Liu Erlong—whom he'd deliberately arranged—had been completely ignored by her. It remained to be seen whether she would stay this quiet when dealing with Yu Xiaogang.

Others might not know, but Han Li was well aware. Even when Tang Xiao attacked, Bibi Dong showed no signs of wanting to intervene.

"The Clear Sky Sect colluded with soul beasts, endangering human society. The evidence is right before your eyes—indisputable facts. Does anyone have anything to say?"

Although Han Li's question seemed directed at the whole audience, it was clear his real audience was the faction representatives, with the three members of the Clear Sky Sect lying at his feet.

"As the Holy Son commands, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also spread this news to warn the world," Ning Fengzhi responded first, ever the most discerning and quick to take sides.

With his lead, others voiced their support as well.

The most ruthless was Dai Weisi. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he ordered the Soul Douluo behind him to suppress Dai Mubai with his aura, then personally shattered Dai Mubai's heart meridian, declaring, "Anyone tainted with soul beast blood must die—even my brother."

Yet, as he spoke, he couldn't fully hide the smirk tugging at his lips.

Tai Long was also taken away. With Da Weisi setting the precedent, the Heaven Dou Empire didn't hesitate. Tai Long belonged to the Strength Clan, and they acted without reservation.

As for the missing Xiao Wu, no one asked about her, as though she had never been there.

Everyone was smart. Just like no one asked about the fate of the Clear Sky Sect.

Han Li understood their thoughts but didn't care. Moments earlier, Golden Crocodile Douluo had left Wuhun City with the Angelic Legion, accompanied by Jiang Jun and Jiang Long. If any from the Clear Sky Sect survived, Han Li would change his surname to Yu Xiaogang.

"Is the Soul Master Tournament over now?"

Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up. Not everyone was interested in these conflicts; some were ready to leave now that the fight was over.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. So much had happened in such a short time that they had nearly forgotten they were here for a competition.

"Of course," Bibi Dong said, stepping forward to conclude this farce.

Yes, to her, this was nothing but a farce.

Han Li's actions had not been discussed with her at all. While the destruction of the Clear Sky Sect aligned with her interests, it disrupted her plans. She needed time to reconsider her next steps.

Han Li's strength had exceeded her expectations, and the divine aura surrounding him was intense. She had many questions for Rakshasa God. Perhaps it was time to focus on her divine trial, racing to become a god first.

"Supreme Pontiff, the Holy Son still has something to say."

Bibi Dong halted. She glanced at Han Li, who bowed slightly in a polite, impeccable manner. His request was legitimate, and she couldn't refuse.

"Very well."

She gave him a deep look, nodding in agreement.

What else does the Holy Son want to do?

Even the audience, who had been preparing to leave, paused. This young man had been particularly dazzling today, so they weren't in a hurry to go. It wouldn't hurt to listen.

"Everyone present should be aware of one thing: to cultivate as a soul master, one must possess innate soul power, even if it's just at level one."

Though they didn't know why Han Li suddenly brought this up, everyone instinctively nodded. This was common knowledge; even those who hadn't studied would know it.

"But what if I told you I've found a way for people without innate soul power to cultivate too?"

Han Li's voice wasn't loud, but those who heard it couldn't help but tremble.

No innate soul power, but still able to cultivate? Are you kidding? Their initial excitement turned to disbelief.

Then, they looked up and saw Han Li's gentle smile.

"Is this true, Holy Son? Can I cultivate too?"

After a long silence, a trembling voice came from the crowd below.

Although the finals were held in Wuhun City, considering the population of the entire continent, soul masters were still a minority. Almost half of the people present were not soul masters, and the person who asked, though dressed decently, clearly had no soul power.

"Of course. I never lie."

Han Li's firm words answered his question.

"Even with Blue Silver Grass... is it possible?"

Beside the man stood a woman holding a child's hand. The child's right hand held a sprout of blue silver grass, and both mother and child looked at Han Li with hopeful eyes.

"Yes. If you don't mind, I can demonstrate it for you."

Han Li's voice softened.

"Alright... Holy Son..."

The woman was momentarily stunned, then tugged her child as if to kneel, but a force lifted them, bringing them toward Han Li.

"Come here. This will also serve as a demonstration for everyone."

With just a glance, Han Li determined the woman's level: 17. She was probably one of the lucky few born with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

Seeing the somewhat nervous mother and son, Han Li smiled and gently placed a finger on the boy's forehead.

Honestly, there was no need for him to do this, but standing there without doing anything felt awkward, especially with the entire audience staring at him.

Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, he joked inwardly. His gentle mental and soul power had already flowed into the boy's body.

"Since this is the first time and also a demonstration, I'll assist with the process."

While guiding the soul power through the boy's body, Han Li softly explained.

To speed up the process, he used the full version of Mysterious Heaven Technique inside the boy's body, rather than the incomplete version he planned to spread across the continent.

He didn't mention this, though. In the future, joining Spirit Hall would be a perk. If they didn't join, how much they remembered was up to them. By now, Han Li was like an old grandmaster figure with a golden finger in the world of Douluo Continent, and no one expected him to offer a full after-sales service.

Once, twice, three times, Han Li circulated the soul power through the boy's body before finally letting go. The boy remained seated, but faint traces of soul power began to emanate from him.

It worked!

Soul power, level 3.

Those watching closely could easily determine that the boy, who previously had no soul power, now emitted the aura of a level 3 soul master.

"The speed of cultivation may vary. He succeeded quickly because of my assistance. For most people, the initial speed might only be equivalent to one or two levels of innate soul power."

"And those with one or two levels of innate soul power might reach three or four?"

Han Li stood up, his smile still warm, yet somehow intimidating.

"The cultivation technique is called Mysterious Heaven Technique."

At Han Li's feet, Tang San, whose soul power and movement had been completely sealed, felt his pupils widen slightly.