Wopuni

A few years ago, feeling that Universe 10 had far too few top-tier fighters, Chaya gave the matter some thought and had Kusu carefully select more than a dozen gifted combatants from the lower realm to train on Creation Star in the God of Destruction Realm. Wopuni was one of them, and he had already taken a solid step forward on Creation Star.

"In a few more days, I'll be able to enter the 288th level."

Wopuni made a rough estimate, roused his spirits, and continued working hard. The higher he climbed, the harder it became to break through. To advance past the 288th level, one already needed power close to Super Saiyan 3.

He cherished this opportunity deeply, so he had always given it his all.

Creation Star's wonders were not limited to strengthening one's power. More importantly, it elevated one's very dimension. Every session of training was, in truth, an ascension of body and soul. Constantly sensing the profound aura radiating from Creation Star, Wopuni's buried potential was gradually being unlocked.

He was immensely grateful to have been chosen by the God of Destruction and to have made such tremendous progress. He was filled with gratitude toward Chaya and Kusu.

Time passed little by little. When Wopuni entered the 288th level, the scene before him changed.

The frozen, snow-covered plains instantly turned into scorching flames. Beneath the blazing sun stretched a boundless gray desert. Every gust of wind carried blistering heat, as if it would roast a person alive.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks as Wopuni shot toward the heart of the desert.

For an expert like Wopuni, an ordinary desert was nothing. He could cross one in an instant. Yet the desert on Creation Star seemed endless. Even after more than half the energy in his body