Chapter 55 60. Shatter! Jade Shatter! A Grand Ovation!
"Hahahahahaha—"
"Ahhhhhhhh—"
From within the forest came two voices filled with frenzied emotion: one, Yu Xiaomen's wild laughter of ecstasy; the other, Yu Xiao Gang's agonized scream of despair.
From high above, the forest below shimmered under a blanket of blue light. A giant dragon bathed in lightning hovered amidst the sky. The deep blue aura reached its peak, then gradually shifted to a dazzling gold.
The dragon began to transform—its scales, claws, and tail all turning golden. The thunder element converted into radiant light.
(Author's note: Since the difference between the Golden Holy Dragon and the Bright Holy Dragon is unclear, let's assume they are one and the same.)
A vast storm of soul power engulfed Yu Xiaomen. The dragon above him completed its magnificent metamorphosis, evolving entirely from a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into a mighty Bright Holy Dragon.
"No! No—ahhhhh! That should be mine! The Golden Holy Dragon belongs to me!" Yu Xiao Gang tried to rush forward, but the ferocious energy storm around Yu Xiaomen prevented him from even taking a step closer.
"Hahaha! The Golden Holy Dragon—my very own Golden Holy Dragon!" Yu Xiaomen stood at the storm's heart, arms outstretched, savoring the transformation of his spirit with ecstatic laughter.
Roar—
The Golden Holy Dragon's evolution was complete. Its vast body stretched over fifty meters long, its golden radiance illuminating the forest for dozens of miles around, becoming a beacon of brilliance under the sky.
The dragon released a triumphant roar, its domineering aura exploding outward. The oppressive might of the top‑tier beast martial spirit weighed on Yu Xiao Gang and Luo Sanpao, leaving both trembling uncontrollably.
For Yu Xiao Gang, humiliation mixed with sorrow. In the past, even with his flawed spirit, he had never felt such overwhelming inferiority before another beast spirit user. But faced with the Golden Holy Dragon, the gap was undeniable.
This was supposed to be his martial spirit!
He stared blankly at the domineering, radiant form above him, his heart twisting painfully. The Golden Holy Dragon—his lifelong dream—was now someone else's reality.
"I can feel it—the strength! It's far greater than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!" Yu Xiaomen laughed hysterically, drunk on his newfound power.
He descended in front of Yu Xiao Gang, eyes gleaming with arrogance. "So, my foolish brother, how does it feel? Look upon that perfect body, that boundless dragon might! Feel this magnificent soul power! Behold—the ultimate dragon of legend, the Golden Holy Dragon! Ahahahaha!"
Roar—
The dragon above seemed to understand its master's pride, releasing a thunderous roar that shook the air and made Yu Xiao Gang flinch.
"Ahhhh!" he howled miserably, glancing from the awe‑inspiring dragon to his trembling Luo Sanpao, who cowered helplessly beneath the golden pressure.
"Let me show you the power of the Golden Holy Dragon!" Yu Xiaomen was surrounded by five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black. "Yu Xiao Gang, I must thank you for your tireless effort in delivering me this treasure—the Golden Dragon Nurturing Fruit! It evolved my spirit and boosted my soul power straight to level sixty. One more ring, and I'll be a Spirit Emperor! I'm not ungrateful, though. As repayment… I'll let you witness the glory of the Golden Holy Dragon firsthand. Consider it a memory to enrich your pitiful daydreams!"
His first soul ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill—Holy Dragon's Breath!"
The colossal golden dragon's spectral image opened its maw, gathering a sphere of dazzling light before unleashing it. The golden beam shot past Yu Xiao Gang, obliterating the forest behind him in a roaring explosion.
Boom! A vast crater was blasted open by the attack's power.
"Hahaha! So strong—much stronger than the first skill of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!" Yu Xiaomen shouted in excitement.
Then his arm transformed, turning into a massive golden claw as his second ring gleamed.
"Second Soul Skill—Dragon Claw Rend!"
He slashed through the air, releasing countless razor‑sharp golden wind blades. Trees, rocks, even mounds of earth were effortlessly torn apart by the mighty strikes.
"Third Soul Skill—Dragon's Dominance!"
The golden dragon behind him emitted a low, regal roar. The crushing spiritual might forced both Yu Xiao Gang and Luo Sanpao to the ground in terror—they collapsed, trembling, paralyzed, and shamelessly wetting themselves.
"Fourth Soul Skill—Dragon Scale Aegis!"
Golden light flashed, and immaculate scales materialized across Yu Xiaomen's body, forming an impenetrable barrier of defense.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Dragonwing Tempest!"
He spread his massive golden wings and rose into the air, flapping them rapidly. A violent storm erupted, laced with blades of golden light—an attack combining relentless force and overwhelming control.
"Aaah!" Yu Xiaomen, now half‑transformed into a dragon himself, looked around proudly at the devastation he had caused. Only the small patch of ground where Yu Xiao Gang and Luo Sanpao lay groveling remained untouched.
Finally, he landed before Yu Xiao Gang, arms crossed, with the golden dragon's ghostly image hovering behind him.
Yu Xiao Gang lifted his tear‑streaked face, veins bulging in his bloodshot eyes.
"Look well, Yu Xiao Gang!" Yu Xiaomen declared triumphantly. "This is the dragon stronger, prouder, and more invincible than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the ultimate of all dragons, the Golden Holy Dragon!"
His delight mounting, Yu Xiaomen raised a golden‑scaled fist toward the heavens and shouted madly, "Resilience! Invincibility! The strongest! Shatter! Jade Shatter! A grand ovation! Hahahahahaha!"
His laughter echoed triumphantly as he looked down at his trembling brother. "You stupid giegie," he sneered. "There's bad blood between us, but seeing you like this makes me almost want to end your misery. You've reached your limit—you'll never pass level 29. But I, Yu Xiaomen, will keep climbing until I stand atop the continent. You'll be left staring at my back, growing smaller and smaller… until I vanish from your sight entirely!"
With that, he turned away, leaving the scene with swaggering steps. The magnificent Golden Holy Dragon followed, its glowing form fading in the distance without even glancing at Yu Xiao Gang once.
Yu Xiao Gang watched them go, his eyes filled with hatred for his brother and burning desire for the Golden Holy Dragon.
"No... don't leave me! Golden Holy Dragon!" he cried, reaching out with trembling hands as the radiant form grew smaller and smaller—until it vanished in a flash of gold.
Yu Xiaomen had dismissed his spirit.
(END CHAPTER)
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