Twelve months after Son Goku and Trunks entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Trunks could now fight continuously at full power for several hours.
He was regulating his breathing after battle, the golden aura around him burning steadily. Sweat slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the white floor and evaporating instantly.
In another corner of the pure white space, Son Goku, who had just sparred with Trunks, sat cross-legged with his hands pressed together on his knees.
His breathing was exceedingly slow and soft, as though he had merged with the space itself.
His orange martial arts uniform clung tightly to his skin under ten times gravity, while his messy black hair hung over his forehead, concealing his tightly shut eyes.
He had not activated Super Saiyan.
He had even suppressed his qi to the absolute limit.
But if a god had been present, they would have been able to "see" a world-shaking storm unfolding within him.
"Super Saiyan... is that the limit of a Saiyan?"
"No. It isn't."
"Full power... is only the first step."
"Beyond full power... there is an even further transformation."
"Super Saiyan 2... Super Saiyan 3... Super Saiyan 4... even... Super Saiyan God..."
Within Son Goku's inner world, a golden sun slowly revolved in his dantian.
That was the source power of a Saiyan—pure, blazing, and filled with the desire to fight.
Yet at the core of that golden sun, a strand of silvery-white light was taking shape.
It was the Godly Qi that was about to be born. Though it had not fully become Godly Qi, it already possessed a trace of divinity.
*"North Kai once said that Godly Qi differs from mortal qi. It is quieter and heavier, but in essence... more terrifying. Mr. Popo taught me in another way—he said this feeling was