Even Na'er was envious of Xia Yi's abilities, so she wanted Tang Wulin to obtain them.
Even if he couldn't acquire them completely, just gaining a small portion would be enough to cause a drastic transformation in Tang Wulin's strength.
With Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon bloodline added into the mix, Na'er believed that he would become invincible across the entire Douluo Continent.
Even if one day he ascended to the Divine Realm, he would be able to contend with the God Kings.
"Do you think that's possible?" Xia Yi looked at Na'er as if she were an idiot.
"Heh, I told you already, this is the Dragon Valley Small World. You have no chance to turn the tables here. I have plenty of ways to make you offer yourself as a sacrifice." Na'er sneered. With a flick of her jade-like hand, a golden crystal shot out, heading straight for Xia Yi's forehead.
It was none other than the Golden Dragon Essence within the Dragon God's dragon soul.
Completely suppressed by the dragon might pressing down from all directions, Xia Yi had no way to evade. He could only watch as the golden crystal shot into his forehead.
"Roar…" Xia Yi let out a long howl toward the sky. At this moment, his voice completely transformed into a resonant dragon's roar.
Even his eyes turned a dazzling gold.
A layer of golden dragon scales appeared on his face, rapidly spreading and covering his entire body in an instant.
Not just his body—his spiritual world also turned entirely golden, with a massive golden dragon rolling within it. Almost in the blink of an eye, it occupied his entire mental space.
Brutality, slaughter, rage, destruction—all sorts of negative emotions burst forth from the depths of his consciousness.
In an instant, his awareness was completely suppressed.
Perhaps because the surrounding dragon souls now regarded him as a dragon, the dragon might pressing down on him vanished completely.
"You don't have the Golden Dragon King bloodline, so you can't absorb or withstand the Golden Dragon Essence. Go now, seek the source of your bloodline, return to where you belong." Na'er's voice was filled with temptation, but the only response she received was a massive golden fist.
Boom!
Caught completely off guard, Na'er was punched directly into a cliffside, embedding her delicate figure into the rock.
"Damn it, I underestimated the Golden Dragon King's brutality." Na'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Watching as Xia Yi leaped up from the ground and charged at her again with another punch, she swiftly stabbed her Silver Dragon Spear into a nearby rock, using it as leverage to free herself.
Without any hesitation, she flipped and landed on the back of a massive dragon's skeleton, soaring into the sky and disappearing in an instant.
Na'er could tell that Xia Yi had already been completely taken over by the negative emotions contained within the Golden Dragon King's crystal.
The current "Xia Yi" was nothing more than a killing machine.
She had no intention of exhausting herself dealing with him here.
All she needed to do was wait patiently for Xia Yi, under the influence of the Golden Dragon King's negative emotions, to seek out Tang Wulin.
"Roar…"
Devoid of a target, "Xia Yi" roared toward the sky, then leaped forcefully off the ground. In the next moment, he dashed toward the outskirts of the Dragon Valley Small World.
"Yes, that's it. Go find Brother, then return to your bloodline's origin." High in the sky, a smile finally surfaced on Na'er's lips.
Under normal circumstances, Xia Yi would never offer himself as a sacrifice to Tang Wulin, even if he had to die. But if he lost his consciousness, then anything was possible.
Xia Yi's mad sprint lasted for five whole days and nights.
As if he didn't know fatigue, his body streaked across the landscape like a golden blur, leaving afterimages in his wake as he rushed from the heart of the Dragon Valley Small World toward its outer edges.
Finally, two masked Tang Sect Battle Hall disciples appeared before him.
"What is that?" The one on the left was the first to spot Xia Yi. Seeing the golden figure hurtling toward them at terrifying speed, his eyes filled with horror.
"Roar!"
Xia Yi let out a low growl. In the next moment, he appeared right in front of them, simultaneously grabbing both of them by the neck.
Crack. Crack.
Two crisp snapping sounds rang out, and just like that, the two elite Battle Hall disciples had their necks broken.
The entrance to the Dragon Valley Small World only permitted Spirit Ancestor-level soul masters to enter. Though a few might break through to Spirit King while inside, they were extremely rare.
And in any case, what Spirit Ancestor could possibly have a chance of escaping from Xia Yi?
Especially now, when he was empowered by the Golden Dragon's strength.
In the split second before their necks snapped, the dragon pearls on the two Tang Sect disciples flickered, but they were utterly useless.
Not only did they fail to teleport them away, but even their corpses remained behind.
Boom! Boom!
With two heavy punches, Xia Yi reduced their bodies to blood mist.
"You can only blame your own bad luck."
High in the sky, Na'er watched all of this with an indifferent expression.
To prevent Gu Yue from interfering, she had intercepted the Dragon God's dragon soul and sealed off the space of the entire Dragon Valley Small World.
As a result, the dragon pearls on the Tang Sect disciples were completely ineffective.
"Gah gah…"
Xia Yi let out a maniacal laugh, picked a direction, and charged forward once again.
In less than half a day, he encountered two more Tang Sect Battle Hall disciples.
"Die!"
Xia Yi's golden eyes burned with nothing but madness and bloodlust. As he moved, the air around him ignited. Even his pupils seemed to shoot out flames.
The two Spirit Ancestor-level disciples barely had time to register his presence before they were reduced to ashes.
Na'er watched coldly, making no move to stop him.
In his current berserk state, stopping Xia Yi would require a significant cost.
She had also deliberately avoided placing any warnings along his path to alert the Tang Sect disciples.
If Xia Yi continued his slaughter, he would eventually run into Tang Wulin.
By then, Xia Yi would be "doomed to die," and no one would suspect her.
As for the soul beasts, they could think whatever they wanted—Na'er didn't care.
Under the influence of the Golden Dragon King's negative emotions, Xia Yi had become a complete killing machine.
Aside from Na'er, there were a total of thirty elite Tang Sect Battle Hall disciples participating in this Dragon Valley trial.
Counting on her fingers, Na'er calculated that in just ten days, Xia Yi had already slain twelve Tang Sect disciples.
"It's finally coming to an end."
That day, Na'er sighed. Looking down from the sky, she saw Xia Yi charging straight toward Tang Wulin's location.
"Huh? Why is my Golden Dragon King bloodline suddenly becoming so active?"
Not far ahead, while practicing Dragon Cloud Tempering, Tang Wulin furrowed his brows as a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Nearby, his teammate Dai Yun'er asked curiously.
"Nothing…"
Tang Wulin shook his head. Just as he finished speaking, a golden figure suddenly leaped down from a mountaintop, lunging at them.
"Xia… Xia Yi?"
Even though Xia Yi's appearance had drastically changed, Tang Wulin still recognized him.
"Not good! He's coming straight for us!"
Reacting swiftly, Tang Wulin pushed Dai Yun'er aside and thrust his Golden Dragon Spear toward Xia Yi.
But how could he possibly be Xia Yi's match?
Almost in an instant, Xia Yi appeared before Tang Wulin. Before even Na'er could react, Xia Yi seized the Golden Dragon Spear from Tang Wulin's hands.
In his current state, he could also wield the Golden Dragon Spear.
Without hesitation, he turned the weapon and stabbed directly at Tang Wulin's throat.
"No!"
In the sky, Na'er's face paled. She could no longer afford to hesitate and immediately dove downward.
She didn't know why Xia Yi, despite being consumed by the Golden Dragon King's negative emotions, was still attacking someone with the Golden Dragon bloodline.
She only knew that she had to save Tang Wulin.
Right now, only she could stop the berserk Xia Yi.
She had to stop him first—only then could she slowly guide him into offering himself as a sacrifice to Tang Wulin.
For Tang Wulin's future to remain unchallenged, Na'er was willing to pay any price.
(End of chapter)