Other World Uprising, Son Goku Appears

The Underworld, Other World.

King Yemma, whose physique resembled a small mountain, sat high upon his workstation.

He wore a pair of large, black-rimmed glasses, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled incessantly down his cheeks.

His thick, bushy beard was completely soaked through with perspiration.

The miserable King Yemma had been working overtime like this for over a dozen years.

Forget about a 9-to-9-to-6 schedule; for King Yemma, working 24/7 was just a standard part of his daily routine.

Having worked at such high intensity for over a decade, King Yemma was now on the verge of losing his mind.

With a seal in his right hand and the information of the deceased in his left, he stared at the endless sea of spirits before him with bloodshot eyes and a look of utter helplessness.

His job was to judge which souls should go to Heaven and which should go to Hell.

However, the number of souls over the last decade had been so overwhelming that even with King Yemma working overtime and 24/7, the backlog of work was never-ending.

The souls he was currently processing were actually part of the inventory that had been piling up for several years.

There was no helping it; there simply wasn't enough manpower.

The number of available, capable personnel in the Other World was far too low.

Consequently, he had been forced to recall all his field staff and temporary contractors.

They were all brought in to share the burden.

For instance, Fortuneteller Baba was currently maintaining order along the soul pathways...

The workload grew ever larger, and the pressure became increasingly heavy.

King Yemma didn't even have time to cry.

He felt as though he had become a cold, emotionless machine of labor.

Clusters of white souls lined up in rows that stretched on as far as the eye could see.

But there were always exceptions to every rule.

Some matters required special handling.

Take, for example, those terrifying individuals who could maintain their human forms even after entering the Other World.

If they weren't dealt with first, the roof of the Yemma Palace would likely have been blown off long ago.

The truly virtuous go to Heaven.

The truly wicked go to Hell.

Hmm, let King Yemma recall.

The recent contestants who cut the line to go to Hell included Bojack, Zangya, Gokua, Bujin, Bido, as well as Android 17 and 18.

If one were to trace back further into the past, there were also Vegeta, Frieza, King Cold, and so on...

The way to Heaven was simple: board the exclusive train, choo-choo, and off you go.

By comparison, going to Hell was far more complex.

Souls destined for Hell had to first pass through a machine to scrub away the evil energy from their bodies before they could enter Hell to receive their punishment.

Some heinous, evil souls couldn't even be cleansed after passing through the machine several times.

Such wicked individuals were generally sentenced to life imprisonment, destined to sink into Hell forever, never to be reincarnated for all eternity.

As for the evil energy scrubbed away, it was collected into jars and managed by designated personnel.

Once those jars were full, they were replaced with new ones; over time, soul cleansing had become a deadly assembly line.

Working here was dull and tedious.

Inside Hell.

Those extremely evil souls had dominated their own corners of the world while alive, so naturally, they weren't about to become anyone else's lackey after death.

Thus, a scene emerged where no one was willing to submit to anyone else.

Because of this, battles occurred in Hell every single day.

This phenomenon of rioting had been going on for over a year.

"Boom!"

Several energy blasts slammed into the Yellow Springs, erupting with a violent roar.

Countless waters of the Yellow Springs gushed out, splashing everywhere and causing a rain of Yellow Springs water to fall within Hell.

Once this rain touched one's body, it would corrode the soul, causing intense, stinging pain.

Countless minor demons were drenched by the rain, letting out heart-wrenching screams.

On a patch of ground, Frieza clenched his fists, glaring furiously at the people fighting in the sky, his teeth grinding together with a creaking sound.

"Ho ho ho, you damned Saiyan monkeys, go to hell! Put in more effort, kill him!"

In the sky, Son Goku displayed his might, taking on the Bojack squad single-handedly.

The sound of thunderous explosions was incessant, energy blasts flew in every direction, and the entire Other World was shaken to its core.

"Haa~"

After a brief exchange of probes, Son Goku instantly erupted with power. Surrounded by a golden aura, with golden hair and emerald eyes, he transformed into a Super Saiyan, then swept his leg across the air, aiming a kick directly at Bojack's head.

Seeing Son Goku's transformation, Bojack's pupils constricted rapidly. The terror in his heart was magnified infinitely, to the point that he forgot to dodge and took the full force of Son Goku's kick.

"Boom!" Bojack was sent flying, crashing into the Yellow Springs with a splash that sent water spraying over a dozen meters into the air.

"Lord!" Gokua shouted, drawing the longsword from his back and slashing toward Son Goku.

Zangya and Bido also attacked simultaneously, charging at Son Goku.

Bujin extended both hands forward, attempting to use magic to restrain Son Goku.

"Your tricks won't work on me," Son Goku laughed, golden energy erupting from his hand as he caught Gokua's longsword with his bare palm.

With his other hand and a leg, he blocked the attacks from Zangya and Bido simultaneously.

As for Bujin's control, it had no effect on him whatsoever.

"Ha!" Son Goku shouted, his intense aura exploding outward and blasting all four of them away.

The four of them tumbled through the air several times before barely managing to stabilize themselves.

Gokua looked at Son Goku in shock and asked, "Who, who exactly are you?"

This golden-haired, emerald-eyed appearance was far too familiar.

Son Goku replied, "I am Son Goku!"

Bojack soared up from the Yellow Springs, panting as he looked at Son Goku, who resembled a Golden War God.

He also opened his mouth to ask, "What is your relationship to that guy on Earth?"

"That guy on Earth? Oh~ you must mean Gohan, right?"

"I get it now, you must have been killed by him. That Gohan is truly amazing; he's grown up to be a very powerful person now, hahaha." Son Goku reached up to scratch his head, laughing heartily.

"Gohan? That guy is named Gohan?" Bojack paused, stunned.

"That's right, he's my son," Son Goku said, hands on his hips.

"Damn it, so that's how it is. No wonder he has the same golden transformation," Bojack gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on Son Goku with intense hatred.

"Red-haired guy, since you've fought Gohan, then have a match with me. Here in this Other World, I think you must be the strongest one," Son Goku said, looking at Bojack.

As soon as Son Goku said this, it immediately drew countless waves of anger.

Frieza glared at him, his eyes filled with resentment.

Vegeta also rushed out from somewhere, transforming into a Super Saiyan with a "boom," though judging by his aura, he was only at the initial stage of Super Saiyan 1.

"Kakarot, your opponent is me," he roared.

"Vegeta, I'll fight you in a bit. Right now, I want to spar with this guy first," Son Goku said, pointing at Bojack.

"D-damn it, Kakarot, how dare you look down on me!!!" Veins bulged on Vegeta's forehead, his golden aura intensifying as his rage soared to the heavens.

"Vegeta, I didn't mean it like that. I just want to fight him first," Son Goku said, looking at him.

"Bastard, you damn Kakarot, take this..." Enraged, Vegeta accelerated, his fist smashing fiercely toward Son Goku.

Son Goku raised his hand and blocked it with ease.

At the same time, a massive explosion echoed from the depths of the Other World.

Immediately following it, pink smoke began to billow out.

Everyone looked over in confusion.

Only a moment later, an aura of extreme evil erupted, instantly sweeping across the entire Other World.

And to their shock, Vegeta, Frieza, Bojack, and the others discovered that their lost physical bodies had actually begun to reform.