Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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The Divine Realm, New Research Department.

Located on the edge of the divine realm, adjacent to a newly discovered chaotic void, the massive silver-white metal complex appears and disappears amidst the sea of ​​clouds, clashing with the surrounding ancient temple style and exuding a hardcore technological aesthetic.

This was an experimental zone specially designated by Xuanming to prepare for potential high-dimensional wars in the future, but it had been in a semi-idle state for various reasons. It wasn't until Tang Ya was brought up here that this place truly came back to life.

"This is... the technological center of the divine realm?"

Wang Qiu'er, arm in arm with Xuan Ming, curiously looked around at the unfamiliar metal instruments and holographic projections floating in the air. "They look... much cooler than those treehouses on Elf Star."

Xuanming smiled and was about to begin his introduction.

Sudden.

"boom--!!!"

A dazzling purplish-black beam of light shot out from the door of the research department without warning.

The beam of light contained extremely violent destructive power. Wherever it passed, space shattered like a mirror. With the momentum to destroy everything, it headed straight for Xuanming's face!

This wasn't a mistake; it was a perfect "decapitation strike"!
"Watch out!" the Ice Dragon King exclaimed, instinctively rushing forward to defend himself.

But Xuanming's expression remained unchanged; he merely glanced sideways, his eyes indifferent.

"Om-"

A colorless and transparent barrier instantly unfolded in front of him.

The terrifying beam of light, capable of instantly killing any first-level god, vanished without a trace when it touched this seemingly thin barrier, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"Aaaaaah! It's all over! It's all over!"

"I told you we couldn't add that much of an increase!"

"Go check who got hit! Please don't let any unlucky level-two god be blasted to smithereens!"

A chaotic shouting sound came from inside the gate.

Immediately afterwards, several figures came running out, covered in dust and dirt.

Leading the group was Xiao Wu, who was carrying a huge, still smoking soul-guided cannon. Her pink dress was blackened by the smoke, and she looked guilty and terrified.

Following behind her was Ning Rongrong, who looked equally disheveled, and Tang Ya, who was carrying various tools and sweating profusely.

When they saw Xuanming standing unharmed at the door, everyone froze in place as if they had been frozen in place.

"Xuan...Xuanming?!"

Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and the cannon barrel in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. "You... what are you doing here?!"

"If I weren't here, were you planning to tear down half of the divine realm?"

Xuanming looked at these troublemakers with a half-smile, "A full-force attack from a first-level god... Not bad, are you guys not only conducting scientific research, but also carrying out a 'god realm cleansing plan'?"

"If it hadn't been me passing by just now, but some unlucky second-level god instead, they probably wouldn't even have any ashes left by now, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu felt even more guilty, twisting the hem of her skirt with two fingers and looking around nervously.

"Um...we're doing an experiment..."

"Xiaoya said her fixed-mount soul-guided cannon wasn't powerful enough, so I thought... I'd add something to it and engrave some laws of destruction on it."

Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, also weakly raised her hand and added in a low voice, "I think the destructive power is enough, but the range and speed are a bit lacking, so... I just casually gave it a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda all-attribute boost..."

"Then..." Tang Ya continued with a bitter face, "Then the cannon barrel couldn't withstand it, the sealing array was overloaded, and then... it exploded."

Xuanming rolled his eyes at the sound of it.

With the blessing of the God of Destruction's laws, plus the ultimate amplification from the Nine-Colored Goddess...

These three women together are like a walking powder keg! This isn't building weapons; it's committing atrocities!

"The power of the God of Destruction is itself the most violent and unstable force."

Xuanming shook his head helplessly and looked at Tang Ya, "Even rare metals that have been forged through countless trials in the mortal realm can hardly withstand this level of law fluctuations for a long time. You're trying to put gunpowder in tofu; it's no wonder it explodes."

"What should I do?"

Tang Ya was somewhat dejected. "I've tried the materials from the God Realm too. Although they're better than those from the Mortal Realm, they still can't withstand the destructive laws of a God-King level. Is my 'Ultimate Weapon Project' going to be aborted before it even begins?" Seeing Tang Ya's deeply discouraged expression, Xuan Ming sighed.

"Fine, I'll see this through."

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the void.

"Come."

As countless stellar powers converged, a piece of meteorite iron, only the size of a fist, jet black with a faint divine light flowing across its surface, appeared out of thin air.

Then, Xuanming lightly tapped his fingertip, and a colorless primordial divine power was injected into it.

"Om-"

The meteorite iron instantly emitted a clear and melodious cry, and its originally violent energy structure was forcibly sorted out and suppressed, becoming extremely stable.

"Take it."

Xuanming tossed this "super stabilizer," which had been enhanced by the power of the Primordial God, to Tang Ya.

"My 'stability' principle is contained within this. As long as it is made into a core formation, it can suppress not only the destructive power of a first-level god, but even the self-destruction of a god-king."

Tang Ya hurriedly caught the meteorite iron, feeling the unfathomable and stable power within it. The frustration in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an even more fervent light.

"Divine iron imbued with the Primordial Laws?!"

"Great! Now we can handle not only that broken gun, but even the core reactor of a 'God King-level mech'!"

Tang Ya shouted excitedly, forgetting even to say thank you, and ran into the laboratory with the meteorite in her arms, yelling, "Sister Xiao Wu! Rongrong! Come in quickly! Let's try again!"

Watching the figure disappear behind the door in an instant, Xuanming shook his head helplessly.

He's a tech geek, too.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Xuanming, holding Wang Qiu'er's hand and leading the Ice Dragon King, entered the technological factory that represented the future of the God Realm, accompanied by the somewhat embarrassed Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

Upon entering, you are immediately struck by the strong cyberpunk vibe.

Giant robotic arms swung through the air, and various intricate soul-guided components were being assembled on an assembly line. The walls were covered with complex design drawings, while rows of completed prototypes were displayed in the center of the hall.

There are improved versions of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, small individual exoskeleton armor, and even the god-slaying weapon that the Douluo Federation was once proud of—the Heavenly Punishment.

"Is this the 'Heavenly Punishment'?"

Xuanming walked up to the streamlined silver missile and examined it with great interest.

"Yes."

Tang Ya's voice came from not far away. She was directing the robotic arm to cut the divine iron. "This is the original version I brought up from the lower realm. Although the structure is very ingenious, in the divine realm... it can only be considered a large-scale firework."

"is it?"

Xuanming smiled slightly and placed his hand on the "Heavenly Punishment" token.

Divine power surged.

"Click".

The level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon, which was originally locked, was instantly activated. The terrifying energy inside, enough to destroy a city, began to compress and fuse wildly.

"Xuanming! What are you doing?!"

Xiao Wu looked completely bewildered. "Detonate it here?! That would blow the entire research department to smithereens!"

However, Xuanming remained unmoved.

Just as that energy was about to erupt, he slightly tightened his grip.

"receive."

It's like a giant balloon being squeezed by an invisible hand.

That explosive energy, powerful enough to obliterate a high priest, was actually suppressed in Xuanming's palm!
There was no fire, no shockwave.

Only a single, extremely compressed sphere of light, radiating terrifying heat, danced obediently between Xuan Ming's fingers. (End of Chapter)