Water and Fire Are Incompatible

In a pure white space.

A boy with a perfect appearance, comparable to that of a reader, sat cross-legged on the ground.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and dense, tiny beads of sweat broke out on his slightly childish, handsome face.

At this moment, Mo Yuan was struggling to control the bloodline power within his body.

Under Mo Yuan's control, the golden Saiyan bloodline and the green Namekian bloodline were gradually drawing closer.

Of the three bloodline powers, Mo Yuan had chosen to fuse the gentle-natured Namekian bloodline with the violent Saiyan bloodline.

After all, the Frieza Race bloodline possessed an evil aura and was filled with killing intent; it was clearly not easy to fuse.

However, Mo Yuan never expected that the seemingly gentle Namekian bloodline would immediately reveal a strong sense of repulsion the moment it touched the Saiyan bloodline.

They were like fire and water, impossible to reconcile.

Mo Yuan forcibly controlled the two bloodline powers to make contact.

This action was like lighting a powder keg, and things spiraled out of control.

The two bloodline powers, like wild horses breaking free from their reins, began to rampage through Mo Yuan's body.

Even more terrifying was that Mo Yuan had originally only been attempting to fuse the bloodline powers within a single cell.

But driven by these two rampaging bloodline powers, the bloodline power in every cell of Mo Yuan's body began to run wild as well.

The Namekian bloodline and Saiyan bloodline in all his cells fused together, forming two extremely powerful bloodlines.

Mo Yuan began to panic.

He focused all his attention, wanting to bring the rampaging bloodline power under control.

However, in this situation, the bloodline power simply would not listen to Mo Yuan.

Not to mention that these were now two even more powerful bloodline forces.

The bloodline power acted as it pleased within Mo Yuan's body, without any restraint.

And just then, something even more terrifying happened.

Influenced by the other two bloodlines, the Frieza Race bloodline was not to be outdone.

It fused together in an instant as well.

Three terrifying bloodlines treated Mo Yuan's body as a battlefield.

They began to fight inside him.

Mo Yuan's body swelled and bulged strangely, like an inflating balloon.

"Ah!!!"

The tearing, excruciating pain made Mo Yuan unable to stop himself from screaming.

His body was covered in dense, crisscrossing cracks.

Red blood seeped out from the fissures.

In an instant, Mo Yuan was dyed entirely red.

From a distance, he looked like a large red balloon.

"Little cutie!!!"

Lazuli had been training not far from Mo Yuan.

Upon hearing Mo Yuan's scream, she did not hesitate for a second, immediately stopping her training and using High-Speed Movement to rush over.

As soon as she arrived, she saw Mo Yuan, who had swollen into a spherical shape and was covered in blood.

She was momentarily at a loss.

Fear and unease spread through Lazuli's heart.

Having spent these days together, Lazuli had long since come to regard Mo Yuan as her own family.

Seeing the scene before her, she couldn't help but recall the image of her parents being brutally murdered.

Despite the fifty-degree heat, Lazuli felt only a bone-chilling cold throughout her body.

It was as if she were trapped in an ice cellar.

Her body couldn't stop trembling.

She wanted to save Mo Yuan, but she didn't know how.

She walked shakily to Mo Yuan's side.

Lazuli reached out her hand, but just as she was about to touch Mo Yuan, she recoiled abruptly.

She was afraid—afraid that she might break him.

Lazuli looked at Mo Yuan in agony, her lips trembling slightly.

She wanted to speak, but was afraid of disturbing him.

She wanted to help, but didn't know what to do.

Lazuli suddenly felt useless.

It was just like back then, when she could only watch helplessly as her friends and family were persecuted one by one, unable to do a single thing.

That sense of powerlessness...

"Sister."

Just as Lazuli felt most helpless, Mo Yuan's weak voice rang in her ears.

As it turned out, the moment Lazuli had arrived, she was already under the gaze of Mo Yuan's Mind's Eye.

However, Mo Yuan's body had been constantly ravaged by the power of three bloodlines, and the intense pain had made it impossible for him to speak.

Yet, seeing the pained and helpless Lazuli, Mo Yuan found a surge of strength from somewhere unknown.

Enduring the agony, he opened his eyes.

"You... how are you? What should I do..."

Lazuli's mind was a blank slate, and crystalline tears fell from the corners of her eyes, tracing paths down her face.

"Sister... don't cry, trust me!"

Having said that, Mo Yuan closed his eyes.

Seeing Lazuli in tears, he couldn't help but want to reach out and wipe them away.

But he couldn't.

Opening his eyes to speak those few words had already been his limit.

"Mm-hmm!"

Hearing Mo Yuan's words, Lazuli forced back her tears, raised her arm to wipe them away with her sleeve, and looking at Mo Yuan, she sobbed:

"You must be okay, do you hear me... otherwise... otherwise I will never forgive you."

However, Mo Yuan had already closed his eyes, focusing entirely on dealing with the rebels inside his body.

He did not respond.

Lazuli did not stay by Mo Yuan's side either; instead, she retreated to a distance, keeping a close watch on him, afraid of disturbing him.

At this moment, Mo Yuan's body had been reduced to a mess by the power of these three bloodlines.

On the surface, nothing could be seen other than swelling.

But inside, his body had long since been churned into a pulp.

Muscles, bones, blood, organs... everything had been pulverized by the riot of the bloodline powers.

Yet, strangely enough, he had not died.

A normal person's body would have perished long ago in such a state.

But he was still alive.

"Suppress!"

Mo Yuan mobilized all his strength, creating three cages to trap the three bloodline powers.

"Damn it!"

Before Mo Yuan could even catch his breath, the trapped bloodline powers acted like enraged beasts, slamming against their cages.

In just a few short seconds, they broke free.

Perhaps because they had been provoked, they became even more reckless inside Mo Yuan's body.

Agony.

A pain even more intense than before washed over him.

Am I going to die?

This was the first time Mo Yuan felt that death was so close.

He wondered if the Dragon Ball could even resurrect him.

After all, his soul did not belong to this world, and he didn't know if his soul would go to the Underworld after death.

If it didn't go to the Underworld, where would it go?

Or would his soul simply scatter into nothingness?

He never expected to be killed by these three bloodline powers.

Wait!

Three?

Mo Yuan suddenly remembered that he didn't just have three bloodline powers within him.

There was also the bloodline power of an Earthling.

Tiny white specks of light remained, cowering in the corners of every cell.

But within this chaotic body, they seemed unaffected.

Even as other bloodline powers swept past, they remained unmoved.

Mo Yuan looked at these white light clusters, a wild thought flashing through his mind.

Let it be chaos!

Then let it be utter chaos!

Unlike other bloodline powers, Mo Yuan could easily control the weak Earthling bloodline.

Before long, the white light clusters, which had been cowering in every corner of the cells, were gathered by Mo Yuan.

Forming a larger white light cluster.

However, although it had grown larger, it was still far too weak compared to the other three bloodline powers.

It was only one percent the size of the other bloodline powers.

Too weak.

At this level, let alone confronting them.

It would be difficult even to get close.

Was there truly no way?

Mo Yuan couldn't help but feel despair.

He had originally thought this Earthling bloodline power would have a miraculous effect.

Just as Mo Yuan was about to give up.

He suddenly discovered.

Vitality!

The Earthling bloodline power was actually absorbing Vitality!