Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1411 Nine Palaces Conferring Godhood!

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This scene left the entire audience holding their breath, and caused a huge uproar in the VIP room.

"What the hell! Is Cang Hui a sore loser? How dare he threaten my Chang'an students in public!"

Wang Wei's roar made the crystal chandelier tremble violently. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, shattering the table once again.

His soul power surged, and the phantom of an earth bear appeared behind him. His furious soul pressure made all the teacups in the room rattle.

He turned and charged toward the carved doorway, each step cracking the bluestone floor. "That bastard Shi Liuguang has already made his move! Does he really think Chang'an is without its men?! Even that old bastard Chang Zhi—"

The deputy director of security had his hair and beard standing on end, and his eyes were bloodshot, leaving a trail of afterimages wherever he went.

The VIP room was only a hundred steps away from the ring's protective barrier, but at this moment it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Not only are there floor-to-ceiling windows, but the blazing sun outside also bathes the crowd in a golden light, with spectators swarming around like ants, completely blocking the passageway.

The transparent barrier, infused with flowing runes, still stood majestically, like an inverted golden bell, sealing the entire arena airtight.

Therefore, Wang Wei could not break through the window and could only run.

The other Soul Douluos also changed color, especially the deans of the four northern prefectures, whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

This is clearly a public slap in the face to them!
"You scoundrel!" Yue Qiansong's sleeves fluttered, and he dashed off like an arrow.

His curses were like a machine gun, and a faint light flickered in his palms, clearly indicating that he was truly enraged.

As the host, he could not stand idly by and watch Cang Hui injure people on his own turf, let alone the one being threatened was that banished immortal.

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Let's rewind to the moment when Lian Shouzhong activated the Seven Asura Illusion.

Xiao Yi's black hair danced lightly in the wind, brushing past the corner of her eye. At that very moment, the arena suddenly shook violently.

The whole world suddenly lost its color.

Before Xiao Yi's eyes, a dazzling array of colors surged and churned, and the enormous phantom of Cang Hui and his seven companions, each over twenty meters tall, slowly materialized from the chaos.

Clad in seven-colored soul flames, they stood like demons descending to earth, arrayed opposite Xiao Yi, their imposing presence overwhelming.

Lian Shouzhong's voice, carrying the fierce winds of the Shura Field, pressed in from all directions: "Chen Xinyi, I admit you are strong, but that is not a reason for you to look down on us."

Shen Li followed closely behind, her voice sharp and piercing: "We have waited far too long for this day."

"Now, let you experience the most filthy world within your heart! The torment will cause you unbearable pain until you go mad—this is your price!"

As their words fell, the seven-colored soul fire blazed fiercely, and the Glazed Illusion spread out like a spider web.

The seven-colored light emanating from them transformed into countless stardust-like specks of light, drifting towards Xiaoyi in a hazy, dreamlike manner, carrying a chilling power.

Just then, Xiao Yi moved.

She gently lifted her fingers, like an orchid just beginning to bloom, and her eyes shone with a deep blue light.

The seven members of Canghui were unconsciously drawn to the dark blue light, as if they had fallen into some kind of mysterious vortex.

Lian Shouzhong felt a jolt in his heart and suddenly woke up. He whispered, "Don't look into her eyes!"

However, it was too late.

The pupils of the other six people had unconsciously shifted towards Xiaoyi, only to see her lightly raise her fingertips, her eyes shooting out a halo of light.

The halo grew larger and larger in the air, like a bright, icy blue moon, which made all the colorful stars disappear into nothingness.

This is a manifestation of Xiaoyi's peak mental strength at the "Mustard Seed" level; her mental strength has reached an unbelievable height.

This highly concentrated spiritual power ignores all defenses and strikes directly into the depths of the soul.

The seven members of Canghui suddenly felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if countless silver needles were shooting wildly through their brains, and their consciousness barrier was forcibly torn apart. Their vision became distorted and blurred, and the surrounding scenery turned into terrifying illusions.

Shen Li felt her soul being torn apart and shaken by an invisible force, her thoughts gradually becoming sluggish, and her body trembling uncontrollably.

Cold sweat soaked her face. She tried her best to stay awake, but the force seemed to have a life of its own, continuously eroding her consciousness.

Those few seconds felt like an endless ordeal for Cang Hui and his seven companions.

When Xiaoyi's attack finally ended, they awoke from their nightmare, all their strength drained away.

They were horrified to discover that this attack was far more sophisticated and terrifying than their Shura Illusion.

Xiao Yi remained standing quietly in the same spot, her veil fluttering gently in the wind.

Her gaze was deep and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

However, the seven members of Canghui knew that they had experienced an unprecedented nightmare.

Xiaoyi's attack is far from over.

Her wide sleeves billowed like waves in a sea of ​​clouds, and the deep blue light that had gathered at her fingertips suddenly burst forth, outlining a mysterious trajectory of nineteen crisscrossing paths in the void.

"Nine Palaces Conferring Godhood!"

The moment the clear, cold voice resounded through the illusion, the sky suddenly shattered, revealing a giant nine-palace array with a diameter of over a hundred meters.

The moment this formation appeared, it caused the wind and clouds to swirl and rotate slowly, and the positions of the stars shifted accordingly.

This nine-palace array is no ordinary one; it is woven from mysterious runes formed from condensed ice crystals. Each square contains ancient runes the size of tadpoles, as if a star map has fallen to earth.

When the Nine Palaces Formation rotated to its third cycle, the entire arena suddenly crystallized and shattered.

Countless rhomboid crystal facets refracted rainbow light, cutting space into a fragmented kaleidoscope, while the nine-square grid had transformed into nine overlapping, deep blue full moons.

The outermost layer of the full moon's surface floated with stardust-like fragments of light, the second layer swirled with tides formed from condensed moonlight, and within the very core of the bright moon, the faint phantom of the Netherworld could be seen.

Nine full moons simultaneously poured down their moonlight, not the Milky Way, but nine beams of deep blue light piercing through the heavens and earth.

These beams of light intertwined in the air to form chains that imprisoned the gods. Wherever they passed, the seven-colored soul fire was like snow meeting boiling water, and the surface of the Asura Dharma images of the seven Canghui people was instantly corroded with honeycomb-like holes.

Wherever the moonlight beam reached, the phantoms were as if they were snow covered in boiling oil, with honeycomb-like cavities rapidly spreading from their limbs to their hearts, and even the void itself was scorched by the moonlight, leaving ripple-like frost marks.

Shen Li's illusory Dharma form was the first to dissipate, and Lian Shouzhong's illusory Dharma form was covered with cracks, resembling a glass lamp about to shatter.

As the last ray of moonlight dissipated, the entire illusion collapsed with a deafening roar.

Seven huddled figures were reflected on the crystal surface of the arena. The seven-colored soul flames around them were almost extinguished. Only Xiao Yi's snow-white skirt fluttered in the glass shards, as if the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden had shattered the Asura Dojo.

The azure runes did not dissipate, but transformed into butterflies of light that swirled around her before flying into the foreheads of the seven people.

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This "Nine Palaces Sealing Gods" is an application based on the Nine Palaces Soul Transfer Technique, combined with sealing techniques.

It is one of the three sealing techniques that she and Chen Cong jointly deduced based on various Taoist theories, soul-sealing and imprisoning skills, and their past accumulation.

It's aimed at gods—spiritual power.

The seven illusory images of Asura are essentially spiritual power, a perfect match for their profession.

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The rest is history.

With the seven members of Canghui, who had lost consciousness and were sinking into oblivion, supporting them, the seven-colored pillar of light outside naturally collapsed.

(End of this chapter)