Destroyer God Realm

Universe 7, Planet of the God of Destruction.

High above, two figures were locked in a world-shaking collision.

Every clash of fists and feet erupted with cataclysmic power, sending terrifying shockwaves sweeping across the horizon.

Following another ferocious impact, a horrific storm of energy detonated, spreading wildly in all directions.

Everything in its path was obliterated and reduced to nothingness; the Planet of the God of Destruction trembled violently, as if it were on the verge of total collapse.

The two figures were sent flying backward by the force of the blast, stabilizing their forms only after retreating several thousand meters.

One had blue-green skin, wore iconic white robes, and held a long staff—this was Whis, the Angel of Universe 7.

The other possessed a wild mane of silver-white hair, with a tail of the same color lashing behind him.

His muscles were dense and explosive, radiating an overbearing aura; this was Lin Fan.

Whis looked at Lin Fan across the distance, a smile gracing his face.

"Lin Fan, your power has grown even stronger than it was yesterday."

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, remaining silent.

He was a transmigrator. Five years ago, he had been back on Earth, making a wish to a Dragon Ball figurine he'd bought online, hoping to obtain great power—who could have known the wish would actually come true?

The power of the Ancestral Saiyan fused into his body, and he was instantly transported to an unknown planet in the Dragon Ball world.

Upon his arrival, he had awakened the base form of Super Saiyan 5.

What was even more absurd was that he didn't need to train at all; his power increased automatically every single day, without any bottlenecks.

As his strength grew with each passing day, his aura soon attracted two individuals.

They were none other than Beerus, the God of Destruction of Universe 7, and the Angel, Whis.

At that time, Lin Fan already possessed formidable strength. After a fierce battle with Beerus, the two became friends through their clash.

Later, because Lin Fan had just arrived and was alone without a home, Whis simply invited him to settle in the Planet of the God of Destruction.

During his time living on the Planet of the God of Destruction, Lin Fan's daily life was very simple.

He just looked for Beerus to fight.

Back then, Beerus could still trade a few blows with him, but only three years had passed.

Lin Fan's power had completely surpassed Beerus, forcing the God of Destruction to concede defeat.

With no other choice, Lin Fan had to change his sparring partner.

Naturally, that meant Whis, the Angel.

They had been fighting for two years now.

As of today, Lin Fan's strength was on par with Whis.

Whis gently shook the staff in his hand, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"In a few more months, you should be able to surpass me completely."

Lin Fan shook out his arms, a wicked smile curling his lips as a silver-white aura erupted from his body, surging straight into the clouds.

"Whis, those last few moves were just a warm-up."

"Come on, let's continue!"

His voice was filled with battle intent, his eyes brimming with excitement.

Just then, an exasperated voice suddenly drifted up from the ground.

"Enough!"

"You two, get down here right now!"

Lin Fan and Whis looked down simultaneously.

On the ground, Beerus was standing up, waving his fists and shouting in a fit of rage.

"You two fight here every single day—the Planet of the God of Destruction is about to be destroyed by you!"

Beerus's face was twisted with anger; he had been enjoying a delicious meal.

But he couldn't even eat in peace because of the commotion caused by these two.

Lin Fan and Whis exchanged a glance and chuckled at the same time.

The two nodded, flashed, and descended from the high altitude to land beside Beerus.

Beerus huffed, plopped down onto the ground, grabbed a piece of alien roast meat from a nearby pile of food, and gnawed on it aggressively to vent his frustration.

"I'm telling you two, can't you just settle down? If you keep fighting like this, this Planet of the God of Destruction will really be gone!"

Lin Fan laughed and glanced at Whis.

"Whis, the barriers you summon are too fragile; they can't block the energy from our battles at all."

Whis spread his hands helplessly, a wry smile on his face.

"That can't be blamed on the barriers; it's just that your strength is increasing too quickly."

He looked at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with wonder.

"Such potential and talent—even the gods themselves might not possess it."