Bloodline Pressure!

Just as Son Gohan was about to open his mouth.

Piccolo suddenly stepped forward, his gaze locked firmly onto Lin Fan's hair.

His voice carried a trace of disbelief.

"Lin Fan, your hairstyle..."

"How is it exactly the same as when Son Goku transforms into Super Saiyan 3?"

"The only difference is the color! His is golden yellow, and yours is silver-white!"

As soon as Piccolo said this.

Everyone's eyes fell in unison upon Lin Fan's hair.

It really was!

Son Goku's Super Saiyan 3 hairstyle was wild and long, and Lin Fan's hair was practically carved from the same mold; those long, silver-white locks cascaded down his back, looking even more textured than the Super Saiyan 3 style.

Krillin rubbed his chin and muttered.

"Now that you mention it."

"This hairstyle really is similar."

"Could it be that you're a Saiyan too, Lin Fan?"

Whis watched this scene from the side, the smile on his lips growing broader.

He made a gesture of invitation toward Lin Fan.

"Mr. Lin Fan, it seems everyone is quite interested in your identity."

"Why don't you tell them?"

"I am very eager to see the expressions on their faces once they learn the truth."

Hearing Whis's words, Lin Fan placed his hands on his hips.

His gaze swept across everyone present, his voice not loud, yet it reached every person's ears with perfect clarity.

"My name is Lin Fan."

"I am no deity."

"Just like Son Gohan, I am a Saiyan."

"To be precise."

"I am the Saiyan Progenitor."

BOOM!

Lin Fan's words were like a bomb detonating on the deck!

Everyone was stunned!

A Saiyan?

The Saiyan Progenitor?

What on earth was that?

Krillin was the first to jump out and question him, pointing at Lin Fan's waist.

"That's not right!"

"Saiyans all have tails!"

"If you're a Saiyan, where is your tail?"

"Could it be that you aren't a pure-blooded Saiyan?"

Facing Krillin's skepticism.

Lin Fan smiled.

He reached out and pointed toward his own waist.

"Who said I don't have a tail?"

"Look, it's right here."

Everyone followed the direction of Lin Fan's finger.

They saw a silver-white tail wrapped around Lin Fan's waist; the tail was the exact same color as his hair, pressed so tightly against his waist that if one didn't look closely, it would be impossible to notice!

The moment they saw that tail.

Everyone was rendered speechless!

He had a tail!

That meant there was no doubt he was a pure-blooded Saiyan!

Krillin opened his mouth, but not a single word came out.

He was completely convinced.

At the same time.

Sacred World of the Kai.

Upon hearing the words "Saiyan Progenitor" from the crystal ball, Kibito Kai was completely stunned.

He turned around with a blank expression and looked at Old Kai.

"Lord Old Kai!"

"What is a Saiyan Progenitor?"

"Why have I never heard of this?"

Old Kai stood with his back to Kibito Kai, hands clasped behind him, remaining motionless.

Seeing that Old Kai would not speak, Kibito Kai called out again.

"Lord Old Kai!"

"Say something, at least!"

Only then did Old Kai slowly turn around, glaring at Kibito Kai.

"What are you making such a racket for!"

"This old man is trying to think!"

Having said that.

Old Kai began to pace in place, his brow furrowed into a deep frown as he sighed incessantly.

"The Saiyan Progenitor..."

"I never imagined that one truly existed..."

Kibito Kai hurriedly pressed for an answer.

"Lord Old Kai, what exactly is a Saiyan Progenitor?"

Old Kai stopped pacing and looked at Lin Fan in the crystal ball, his tone heavy with gravity.

"I once saw records of them in ancient texts."

"The Saiyan Progenitor is the source of all Saiyans."

"Their power is something even the gods cannot contend with!"

"What is even more terrifying is this."

"Their power continues to rise every single second!"

"In the end, they possess infinite power!"

"Infinite power?!"

Kibito Kai gasped, his eyes widening like copper bells.

He shouted out in disbelief.

"Doesn't that make him the same as Lord Zeno?"

After shouting.

Kibito Kai whipped his head around to stare at Lin Fan in the crystal ball, his eyes filled with incredulity.

Old Kai glanced at him and waved his hand dismissively.

"Who knows."

"That is all the texts recorded."

"Regardless of how strong he is."

"It has nothing to do with this old man."

Once Old Kai finished speaking, he cast his gaze back toward the crystal ball, though a hint of imperceptible apprehension now lingered in his eyes.

The scene cut back to the luxury cruise ship on Earth.

Piccolo looked at the silver-white tail at Lin Fan's waist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He forced a smile, thinking to himself.

"As I thought!"

"This guy is definitely a completely different kind of Saiyan from Vegeta and the others!"

"That hairstyle, that tail, and that unfathomable aura!"

The shock in Piccolo's heart had yet to dissipate.

Beside him, Vegeta had completely lost his composure.

He stared fixedly at Lin Fan, his hands clenched so tightly they creaked, his knuckles turning white.

Saiyan Progenitor!

Of course he had heard of it!

When he was a child, his father, King Vegeta, had once spoken to him of this legend!

King Vegeta said that the Saiyan Progenitor was an existence even more legendary than a Super Saiyan, yet for thousands of years, it had remained merely a myth that no one had ever seen!

He could never have imagined!

This legendary existence actually existed!

And it was right before his very eyes!

What he found even harder to accept was!

Aside from his arch-rival Son Goku!

Another Saiyan had appeared who was even stronger than him!

A surging tide of overwhelming unwillingness churned within Vegeta's heart.

Just then.

Lin Fan stepped forward and walked toward Vegeta.

He did nothing at all.

He did not even release his aura.

Yet, in an instant, Vegeta felt a crushing sense of oppression!

This was not ordinary pressure from one's presence!

This was suppression at the level of bloodline!

The bloodline majesty originating from the Saiyan Progenitor!

It felt like a massive mountain, pressing down heavily upon Vegeta's heart!

Vegeta's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

His legs actually started to go weak, and an uncontrollable urge to kneel surged into his mind!

Vegeta gritted his teeth, resisting with all his might.

He stared fixedly at Lin Fan, with only one thought in his mind.

So strong!

This guy is more than ten thousand times stronger than me and Son Goku combined!

Vegeta's face was etched with shock and resentment.

The pride of the Saiyan Prince, which he held so dear, was crushed to pieces at this moment by Lin Fan's bloodline majesty!

The people around them all noticed Vegeta's strange behavior.

Krillin frowned and muttered.

"What's wrong with Vegeta?"

"Why is he shaking all over?"

Master Roshi stroked his beard and sighed.

"What else could it be?"

"He surely just can't accept reality."

"But given his personality, he'll pull himself together soon enough."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They all understood Vegeta's character—arrogant and competitive, he would never be easily defeated.

Just as everyone's gaze was focused on Lin Fan.

High above in the sky.

The eyes of Son Goku and Beerus had already locked onto one another.

Feeling the power of the Super Saiyan God within his body, Son Goku wore an excited smile.

"Beerus!"

"Come on!"

"Let me see just how strong the power of a God of Destruction truly is!"

Beerus grinned, a flicker of battle intent flashing in his eyes.

"Heh."

"That suits me perfectly!"

The moment the words fell.

The figures of Son Goku and Beerus vanished from their spots simultaneously.

The next second.

A heaven-shaking collision echoed from high above!

BOOM!

The battle between Son Goku and Beerus had officially begun!