Super Saiyan 3 Son Goku VS Janemba

Bojack and his four subordinates cautiously navigated the passage, returning to the mortal realm.

The exit connecting Other World to the mortal realm was located near Mount Frypan.

As soon as they emerged, the surrounding air felt somewhat sweltering.

Yet, compared to the extreme, wretched weather of Hell, this place was undoubtedly a dreamlike paradise.

Having experienced the brutal beatings from Son Gohan and Trunks, they had learned the hard lesson that there is always someone stronger.

They no longer boasted about the nonsensical dream of making the destruction of the universe their personal mission.

Death had long since smoothed away the sharp edges of their ambitions.

Now, they only wanted to keep a low profile and find a spaceship to escape this devilish planet.

Low profile—they absolutely had to keep a low profile.

Because they still had no idea where Son Gohan was.

What if they ran into him again and got turned into dust?

They never wanted to return to that hellish place again.

Watching those young brats emerging from the passage, walking with an arrogant, swaggering air, Bojack shook his head to himself.

These brats were simply courting death.

Once that blonde Great Demon King appeared, they could just wait to be turned into fireworks.

"Move, move quickly."

He beckoned, leading his four subordinates as they snuck toward the dense forest.

Just then, A loud shout blocked their path.

"Hey, you lot shouldn't be here. Go back to Other World at once."

Hmm?

Bojack and his group were startled and looked up.

They were shocked to find a green figure, almost perfectly blended with nature, standing before them.

"A Namekian?" Bojack, who was quite well-traveled, recognized the newcomer's identity immediately.

Indeed, the person who had appeared was none other than Piccolo.

As the yin and yang of Other World were overturned, the dead were reborn, and the passages to the mortal realm were thrown wide open, Piccolo had also arrived in the mortal world.

Staring at Piccolo, Bojack furrowed his brows, looking displeased as he said, "Namekian, if I'm not mistaken, you still have a halo of the dead over your head; you just came from Other World too, right? Why are you meddling in other people's business? Are you sick in the head?"

Piccolo stood there and let out a cold snort, not answering him, but it was clear that he was indeed there to block their way.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Realm.

Old Kami and Mr. Popo stood side by side at the edge of Kami's Lookout, looking down at the mortal world.

Mr. Popo looked at Old Kami and asked, "Kami, what is happening? How did you come back to life?"

Old Kami's gaze was profound as he looked at the world below and said, "Mr. Popo, do not call me Kami anymore. I am no longer the Kami of Earth; I am just a Namekian who suddenly returned from the dead."

"In Mr. Popo's heart, you will always be the Kami of Earth."

"This disturbance in Other World has overturned the balance of life and death, allowing me to be resurrected, but this is certainly not a good thing, for I was already a dead man."

"Please don't say that..."

Below Mount Frypan, After the two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, the battle erupted.

Piccolo had retained his physical body and continued training in Other World all these years, so his strength was quite decent.

However, no matter how strong he was, his overall power was roughly on par with the likes of Zangya, so he was outnumbered and forced into a retreat by Gokua and Bujin.

Zangya, Bido, and Bojack had not even made a move yet.

Seeing this, Bojack sneered coldly, "If you want to play the hero, you should at least check your own strength. With your power, you dare to block the five of us alone? You're already dead—don't you know how to spell the word 'death'?"

"Hmph, who said he was alone?" Just then, a giant rushed down from the dense forest.

It was 16.

16, who had been observing from the sidelines, knew that something was wrong on Earth and decisively stepped in to help.

"Oh? You actually have a helper? You're simply asking for death."

"Zangya, Bido, you two go."

"Finish this quickly; be fast."

"Yes, Great King."

Zangya and Bido engaged 16, also fighting two-on-one.

However, 16's strength was somewhat higher than Piccolo's, so he didn't find the situation quite as strenuous to handle.

Piccolo was momentarily stunned to see a large man rush out to help him, only to realize upon closer inspection that it was someone he did not recognize.

But in that split second of distraction, his arm was severed by the longsword of Gokua.

Other World.

The battle between Frieza and his father against the Android siblings continued.

In truth, this was not their first time crossing paths.

When 17 and 18 first arrived in Hell, they had clashed once before, a fight that ended in a crushing defeat for Frieza and King Cold.

The situation was much the same now, with Android 17 and 18 keeping the father and son pinned down.

Frieza and King Cold were beaten black and blue, suffering immensely.

Vegeta watched coldly from the sidelines, clenching his fists as he sneered, "Those bastards, they'd better just take each other out."

What he failed to notice was that after he uttered those words, an imperceptible crack appeared on the top of the transparent barrier.

Meanwhile, the battle between Son Goku and Janemba had reached a fever pitch.

After transforming into a Super Saiyan 2, Son Goku was trading blows with Janemba on equal footing.

The only difference was that Janemba could automatically regenerate after being injured, while Son Goku could not.

After a period of attrition, Janemba remained unscathed, but Son Goku was already covered in wounds.

Son Goku performed a few mid-air somersaults to leap out of Janemba's attack range, panting heavily as he stared at the completely uninjured Janemba with a deep frown.

Just then, Janemba's right hand suddenly glowed, and he pressed it against the ground.

In an instant, a dense swarm of Mini Janemba were created.

Although they were called "Mini," each one stood over two meters tall, and there were at least two or three hundred of them, all identical. It was fortunate that Son Goku did not suffer from trypophobia, or he would have already lost at this stage.

"Janemba, Janemba..."

The Mini Janemba chanted, their figures flickering with extreme speed as they all charged toward Son Goku.

Suddenly, a thunderous "rumble" echoed through the air.

Two or three hundred Janemba clones engulfed Son Goku.

But Son Goku was not about to sit and wait for his demise.

"Aaaaaah~"

From within the mountain of flesh formed by the Janemba, a long roar erupted from Son Goku.

Immediately following, a flash of golden light burst forth; the Mini Janemba were all blown away by Son Goku's aura, then exploded into clouds of smoke with a series of booms.

A powerful energy rippled outward in waves, and a golden aura surged more than ten meters into the air.

Accompanied by a violent roar, Son Goku's golden hair continued to grow longer, and his facial features began to shift.

In just a few seconds, his golden hair reached his waist, and his eyebrows vanished entirely, making him look significantly more ferocious.

As the transformation completed, Son Goku's aura surged several times over in an instant, sharp energy lashing out in all directions with lightning crackling around his body, leaving Janemba stunned.

Son Goku clenched his fists, his eyes cold as he looked at Janemba and said calmly, "I'm not quite used to this transformation yet, so I'll use you to practice."

Whoosh!

Son Goku vanished into thin air, and the moment he reappeared, he sent Janemba flying with a single punch.

At the same time, Vegeta looked in shock toward the direction of the battle between Son Goku and Janemba.

"What, what is this? Kakarot's ki suddenly surged, and now he can actually suppress Janemba's ki? What on earth is that idiot doing?"

After a moment of internal struggle, Vegeta flared his aura and flew toward the site of the battle.

"What, what kind of transformation is this?" Vegeta's jaw dropped as he stared in disbelief at the villainous-looking Son Goku.

Super Saiyan—did it really have so many different forms?

Vegeta thought to himself, his expression shifting between anger and confusion, silently cursing Son Goku for being despicable and shameless—was he playing the "pig eating the tiger" all this time?

Once Son Goku had transformed into a Super Saiyan 3, Janemba was no longer his match.

Son Goku's fists rained down like a storm, landing with thunderous force against Janemba's body.

Janemba's obese frame was driven back repeatedly, unable to mount any defense, saliva flying everywhere.

Seeing this, Vegeta was filled with rage: "Damn you, Kakarot! You could have transformed into this form from the very beginning, yet you dragged it out for so long—are you sick in the head?"

Amidst Vegeta's disgruntled cursing, Son Goku shot into the sky, his entire body radiating golden light as two massive energy waves formed in his hands and were pushed toward Janemba.

Before Janemba could react, he was blasted into a pile of minced meat by the energy spheres.