Divine Beast White Tiger

"Uh! What's wrong? I feel a little uncomfortable. My head feels a bit sore." Xuan Ye frowned and rubbed his head with his right hand.

"Ah! The pain is getting more and more intense, it feels like my head is being cut by a sharp knife."

At this moment, Xuan Ye's face was deathly pale, and the blood-red color that had faded from his deep black eyes returned.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

Xuan Ye lay down on the grass and rolled around on the ground, trying to alleviate the pain in his head. However, it didn't work. No matter what Xuan Ye did, the pain in his head remained intense, like being bitten by countless ants, and bullet ants at that.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Xuan Ye's mind, and it showed no sign of disappearing, playing continuously in Xuan Ye's mind.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

The intense pain made Xuan Ye writhe in agony, and he collapsed to the ground looking utterly pathetic. Fortunately, there was no one else in the courtyard at the moment, otherwise he would have been even more embarrassed.

"Blood! Slaughter! Blood! Slaughter! Blood! Slaughter!"

"I need blood! I crave blood! I thirst for blood!"

For some reason, from the moment this voice appeared, it had been guiding Xuan Ye, constantly influencing his mind, trying to turn Xuan Ye into a killing machine.

"Ah!"

The pain in his head made Xuan Ye scream, but this only slightly relieved the symptom; the intense pain remained.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

Xuan Ye's deep black eyes kept turning into a bewitching blood red, and they became more and more vivid. At this moment, endless baleful energy burst out from Xuan Ye's body. If anyone came into this courtyard at this time, they would be directly killed by the terrifying baleful energy that shattered their heart.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

For some reason, the voice in his mind was incredibly alluring, and as he listened, Xuan Ye's heart began to wander.

"Killing? Do I need to kill? Do I want to experience the thrill of killing?"

"Ouch! My head hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

A hint of confusion gradually appeared in Xuan Ye's eyes. Since transmigrating to the world of Naruto, Xuan Ye had never shown this expression before; this was the first time.

"Killing? Does killing not cause pain? Does the taste of blood relieve my suffering?"

Xuan Ye didn't know why he suddenly had this thought, but it was no longer a problem; the idea of killing had been deeply planted in his mind.

"Ah! No way."

In that instant, Xuan Ye's eyes regained their clarity, and he became fully awake.

"I can't be controlled. I don't want to become a demon who indiscriminately slaughters people. I don't want to become a killing machine. No, I don't want to, I absolutely don't want to." Xuan Ye resisted desperately in his heart, frantically and recklessly trying to defy the voice in his mind.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a ferocious tiger phantom appeared behind Xuan Ye. This tiger phantom was extremely large, nearly a hundred meters tall, with black and white fur, thick and powerful limbs, and sharp claws and teeth that looked terrifying.

It was roaring, it was howling madly, as if something had defied its will.

If Xuan Ye could see it, he would be surprised to recognize this tiger. It is definitely the White Tiger among the Four Divine Beasts. Otherwise, Xuan Ye would not know what other tiger could look like this.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The voice in her mind became more frequent and more alluring. Her eyes, which had suddenly become clear, turned back to their previous state, becoming bewitching blood-red eyes carrying endless murderous intent.

"I don't want to be controlled by killing, I don't want to, I don't want to."

Although Xuan Ye thought this way, he had no way to do it and no power to go against the voice in his mind. Boundless evil energy was surging out of his body, and the entire courtyard was filled with endless evil energy. The temperature dropped in an instant.

However, Xuan Ye could not sense any of these things. He could not feel the drop in temperature at all, nor could he sense the phantom behind him, nor could he sense the boundless baleful aura.

"It's blood red, why did it turn blood red?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Xuan Ye's eyes as he strained to see, but the blood-red color remained.

"Why has the world turned this color? Why has the world turned blood red? But I don't think I hate this color. In fact, I seem to like it a little. I like this feeling a little."

Suddenly, Xuan Ye's eyes showed a struggle again, but this time it was unsuccessful. His eyes were still full of killing intent, blood-red killing intent, and his body was also filled with boundless baleful aura.

Xuan Ye tapped the ground in frustration. He didn't know why he felt so agitated. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if he didn't want to kill, as if he wanted to avoid killing altogether.

"Boom!"

As Xuan Ye pounded the ground with his right hand, a terrifying crack suddenly appeared in the ground of the courtyard. The crack was about half a meter wide and its length was almost longer than the entire courtyard.

This shocked Xuan Ye himself. "Why am I able to cause such destruction so easily? With my power, I shouldn't be able to cause such destruction. Why is this happening?"

Xuan Ye was very puzzled. Just a few days ago, he had personally tested his power, and his power at that time was not nearly as monstrous as it is now. So why is it like this now?

"Alright! Xuan Ye didn't spend too much time thinking about this problem. After thinking for a while and not coming up with anything, he gave up. Anyway, isn't it pretty good to have such great power?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The voice rang in Xuan Ye's mind again, as if constantly reminding Xuan Ye that killing was the most wonderful thing in the world, and that crimson blood was the most beautiful and the most satisfying thing for everyone.

"Yes! Slaughter, I want to kill, I want to go kill, I love killing."

Slowly, this thought emerged in Xuan Ye's mind, and once it appeared, it grew wildly, as if it had taken root in his brain and could not be eliminated at all.