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

Chapter 1902 Intracranial Carnival
Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, Emperor Xue Yingtao of the Heavenly Dou Empire, dressed in a magnificent golden robe and wearing an imperial crown, ascended the Soul Battle Platform with a slow and steady gait, surrounded by the royal guards. His imperial majesty was awe-inspiring and impossible to look directly at.

Representatives from the eight teams were already waiting on the side of the stage. Now, guided by the emcee, they lined up neatly and walked toward the center of the stage.

Chen Yanwu from Yuehua Academy, Chen Xiaojun from Chang'an Academy, Xue Shiming from Tiandou Royal Academy, Zhan Ruoxi from Bingfeng Academy... these renowned captains walked at the forefront.

As emerging talents, Xia Shuyao from Wushan College and Zhong Weifeng from Yuesi College ranked last.

Jin Xin leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and said to Zhou Yi with a hint of certainty, "Look, all eight representatives are here. But the one we're waiting for... should be here soon."

Zhou Yi's gaze swept across the entire venue like a hawk's, and he replied in a deep voice, "Brother is right. With the abilities of a banished immortal, if she were truly suffering from a hidden injury, there would be no way she could have kept it a secret from everyone until now. If she is absent from today's closing ceremony, those rampant rumors will probably be confirmed."

Jin Xin shook his head violently, his expression resolute, his eyes gleaming: "Impossible! I, Old Jin, have been navigating the world of Soul Masters for years; I have the discernment! Who is the Immortal Shao Siming? He can suppress the Three Heroes of Heavenly Dou with ease! Brother, just you wait and see—"

Before he could finish speaking!
On the eastern horizon, a cry of an eagle, as sharp as tearing silk through the clouds, suddenly rang out, drowning out the clamor of the entire scene!

A magnificent golden-crowned eagle, its feathers shimmering with a metallic sheen, draped in the brilliant sunset glow, streaked across the sky like a golden lightning bolt, hurtling towards the horizon.

Just as it soared above the arena—

hum!
Countless shimmering emerald green vines and leaves appeared out of nowhere without warning, like a reversed Milky Way or a divine gift, fluttering down from the dome!

The whole place was in an uproar!

Hundreds of thousands of eyes were instantly drawn to this magnificent spectacle.

In the heart of the swirling, vibrant rain of vine leaves, a peerless, solitary figure quietly appeared on the back of the Golden-Crowned Eagle King.

Clad in white, pure as snow, untouched by dust; her face veiled, concealing her stunning beauty; surrounded by a faint, cool starlight, her aura as serene as the crescent moon in the heavens, as indifferent as an ancient, icy pool.

It was none other than the banished immortal Shao Siming, Donghuang Xiuyi, who had been missing for several days and sparked countless speculations!
She seemed to step out of the void, or descend from the moon palace to the mortal world.

Those clear, cold eyes, peering through the light veil, indifferently surveyed the bustling masses below.

Emperor Xue Yingtao of the Heavenly Dou Dynasty was about to speak when he abruptly stopped, his majestic gaze fixed on the sky.

On the stage, the eight team captains who had just lined up, including Chen Yanwu, Chen Xiaojun, and Xue Shiming, all suddenly looked up!
Jin Xin slapped his thigh, stood up abruptly, his eyes blazing with triumphant light, and laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Zhou Yi! Did you see that! What did I tell you?!"

Zhou Yi gasped, gazing at the figure soaring through the air on an eagle, and murmured, "The banished immortal Donghuang, arriving on the sky... truly worthy of being the most mysterious top-ranked figure."

Amidst the attention of everyone, Donghuang Xiuyi's figure, like flowing clouds and mist, gracefully descended from the back of the Golden Eagle King, her robes fluttering and starlight flowing.

……

"Dancing gracefully, year after year, the age-old dream of flying to the heavens, when will we ascend to the ninth heaven?"

Chen Xiaojun watched as Xiaoyi flew through the air and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This girl has finally woken up, and she even arrived carefree on the wind. As for her entrance, she's naturally gifted, with her own background music.

He enters without a word, and leaves without farewell; riding the returning wind, he carries the cloud banner!

No sound? That's a mysterious tranquility, a silent space that speaks volumes.

No lines? That's a captivating contrast, an inviolable barrier. No expression? That's a sophisticated sense of fragility, eyes as still as a deep well carrying all emotions.

At least for now, Xiao Yi is giving Chen Xiaojun a mental frenzy.

……

On the top floor of the Tian Dou Grand Arena, in a luxurious private box with a superb view and decorated with deep sea blue and pearl white curtains, the atmosphere was completely different from the noisy frenzy below, carrying a deep sea-like calm and scrutiny.

Poseidon, the saintess of Poseidon Island, wore a simple yet luxurious sea-blue priestess dress, the streamlined skirt resembling frozen waves.

She did not sit in the main seat, but stood quietly in front of the huge one-way glass window. Her azure and light purple eyes were precisely fixed on the white-clad figure, Donghuang Xiuyi, who had just gracefully landed in the center of the Soul Battle Arena and was being showered with ten thousand fervent gazes.

Her gaze was calm and serene, yet it seemed to contain a thousand unspoken words.

Half a step behind her stood her personal maid and team strategist, Rhea.

After several years, Rhea exuded a gentle and serene aura, holding in her hands a book that radiated a soft, watery glow—the Book of the Vast Ocean.

The pages of the book flipped through the pages, constantly displaying words, as if recording and analyzing all the data streams.

This is one of the reasons why the "Book of the Vast Ocean," a ninth-grade martial spirit, is renowned throughout the Seagod Island region.

The Chloe family has long been a prominent family within the Seagod Island priesthood system, and their close association with the Holy Maiden is largely attributed to their martial soul, the Book of Vast Ocean.

This martial soul possesses the ability to control and support, as well as the book-like martial soul trait of recording information and performing related calculations, which plays a very important role in management.

Inside the private room, the other prodigies from Seagod Island sat or stood, each with a different posture, yet all exuded the unique pride of a Sea Soul Master and a subtle sense of aloofness.

The mermaid Shioya (Sea Demon Flute), with her dreamy sea-blue long hair, twirled a strand of hair between her fingertips and idly fiddled with the tiny, harp-like conch shell floating in front of her, producing almost inaudible yet heart-stirring notes.

Earlier, she pursed her lips, her voice carrying a serene and languid quality like a siren: "Tsk, it's finally over. The Tian Dou group fought... so slowly. It would have been much more satisfying to watch our Xiao Yi sister clear the field all by herself."

She emphasized the words "Little Sister Yi" and glanced at Poseidon's back in front of the window.

Leo Daninanuk, tall and with a bronze complexion, crossed his arms and said in a deep voice, "Xiya, do not underestimate your opponent. The 'Heavenly Emperor's Hammer' of the Three Heroes of Heavenly Battle, if it had not been weakened multiple times and broken by the 'White Moonlight,' would not be underestimated. Chen Yanwu's sword technique is indeed sharp."

Xixi hasn't been at the Chen Mansion for the past few days, because the Poseidon Island Academy team arrived in Tiandou City a few days ago.

They watched Xiaoyi's match against the Tiandou team that day and were greatly impressed.

Of course, they also saw Xixi crown Xiaoyi.

As subordinates, they wouldn't say anything.

It's different now.

"Wow! She really did appear!" The mermaid Xi Ya (Sea Demon Flute), with the Sea Demon Flute martial soul, glided to the window like a nimble little fish, excitedly peeking out. "This entrance... is so stylish! No wonder she's number one!"

(End of this chapter)