An Invitation from the Starry Sky Temple

I felt someone coming, so I turned back to take a look.

Jiang Che said this quite calmly, as if he really didn't take it to heart.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at Kibito Kai's tense face, curled his lip, and spoke in a playful tone: "What? Does Old Supreme Kai have more business with me?"

Kibito Kai took a deep breath, struggling to calm himself down, then nodded solemnly, his voice turning serious: "Old Supreme Kai says he wants to invite you to the depths of the starry sky; he says there is something important to discuss."

As he spoke, his hand pointed toward the sky involuntarily, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if some unspeakable secret were hidden there.

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes, his brows twitching, a hint of interest appearing in his gaze: "The depths of the starry sky?"

He asked casually, feeling no fear, but rather a sense of eagerness.

"Yes." Kibito Kai nodded, his voice low and firm, very serious. "Old Supreme Kai says this matter concerns the fate of the entire universe."

As he spoke, he stared fixedly at Jiang Che, as if trying to convey that gravity to him.

Son Goku and Vegeta were both stunned, exchanging a glance filled with shock.

Son Goku opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't get a word out, his throat merely bobbing up and down.

The fate of the entire universe?

This was no laughing matter!

His heartbeat accelerated, his chest rising and falling involuntarily.

Jiang Che was silent for a few seconds, rubbing his chin with his fingers, his eyes as deep as the night sky.

A moment later, he nodded, his voice still maintaining that indifferent tone: "Fine, lead the way."

His figure shifted slightly, appearing ready to go.

Kibito Kai didn't waste any more words; he took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to grab Jiang Che's shoulder.

He gripped tightly, as if to confirm that Jiang Che was truly right in front of him, and let out a low shout: "Instant Transmission!"

As soon as the words fell, their figures blurred, as if pulled away by an invisible force, and they vanished completely in the blink of an eye.

Only the ripples in space gradually spreading at the spot remained, along with the faint aura of a god in the air.

Son Goku, Vegeta, Pan, and Mr. Satan were all dumbfounded for a moment, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Pan clenched her fists, looked up at Son Goku, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, what exactly is that person's identity?"

The child's words were filled with curiosity and a touch of unease.

Son Goku shook his head, gazing at the void that had already calmed down, his expression complex—filled with doubt, amazement, and a hint of hidden vigilance.

He spoke slowly: "I don't know either... but there is one thing I am certain of."

He paused, as if pondering how to phrase it.

"What?" Pan pressed, her eyes shining.

"That guy is definitely not simple." Son Goku said, word by word, his voice low and firm, as if he were gritting his teeth. "His strength is absolutely far beyond ours..."

He cast his gaze into the distance, as if trying to pierce through the starry sky to see Jiang Che clearly.

Vegeta stood to the side, teeth clenched, hands balled into tight fists that even made a "cracking" sound.

His chest heaved violently, the veins on his forehead bulging, yet he didn't say a word.

But those tightly clenched fists spoke more clearly than any language of his unwillingness to accept this.

Jiang Che's appearance was like a blade, cutting directly through his pride as the Prince of Saiyans and leaving behind a wound that would be difficult to heal.

In a mysterious space deep within the starry sky, two figures suddenly appeared.

Jiang Che and Kibito Kai stood steadily on a platform formed of starlight, surrounded by endless darkness, as if at the core of the entire universe.

Before them stood a massive, ancient temple.

The temple was built of pure white stone, its surface covered in incomprehensible ancient patterns, radiating a sense of vicissitudes and holiness, as if washed by hundreds of millions of years of time.

The temple roof towered into the galaxy, and the giant pillars on both sides were entwined with shimmering streams of energy; the entire temple seemed to be alive.

"This is..." Jiang Che looked around, his eyes flashing with surprise as he swept from the vastness of the starry sky to the magnificence of the temple.

He stepped forward subconsciously, his shoe soles making a "tap-tap" sound on the ground that echoed through the empty space.

"This is the Starry Sky Temple, where the gods resided at the beginning of the universe." Old Supreme Kai's figure walked slowly from the depths of the temple, his hunched form appearing even more aged in the light, yet his eyes were as bright as stars.

He smiled, his voice raspy yet indisputable: "Welcome, young God of Super Saiyans."

Jiang Che merely looked at him indifferently, unmoved by the flattery.

He stood where he was, hands still in his pockets, his tone blunt: "Old Supreme Kai, what exactly do you want with me?"

His sharp gaze stared directly at Old Supreme Kai, as if trying to see the truth in his heart.

Old Supreme Kai smiled lightly, a hint of inscrutability hidden in the expression.

He extended an aged hand, pointing toward the depths of the temple, where a pitch-black doorway led, as if to another world.

"Come with me; there are some things I wish to discuss with you in private."

Having said that, his figure flashed, and he walked straight toward the deep darkness.

Jiang Che thought for a moment, his brows furrowing as his footsteps faltered, but in the end, he followed along.

His footsteps echoed through the vast hall, each step feeling exceptionally heavy.

He could sense an indescribable pressure in the air, as if the entire Kami's Lookout were watching him.

He knew that what he was about to hear was definitely no small matter.

Jiang Che followed closely behind the Old Supreme Kai, stepping into the depths of the temple.

His footsteps reverberated through the empty hall, as if amplified by an invisible force before dissipating toward the vaulted ceiling.

The interior of the temple was even more expansive than it appeared from the outside—stretching for hundreds of meters, two rows of towering stone pillars stood upright like the spines of giants, each thick enough to require three men to encircle.

Ancient runes were carved into the pillars; they flickered as Jiang Che's gaze swept over them, as if breathing, and emitted a faint golden light.

The light was not strong, yet it outlined the dim space in an atmosphere that was both sacred and unnerving.

The walls of the hall were adorned with murals depicting the birth of the universe and the wars of the gods.

Jiang Che glanced at them from the corner of his eye, seeing giants in the murals punching through planets amidst nebulae, figures resembling Angels holding up burning stars, and many smaller figures kneeling before a massive deity, as if offering up some kind of sacrifice.

The lines of every painting were astonishingly detailed, and one could even see the metallic powder in the pigments shimmering under the light.

These ancient pigments gave off an indescribable, profound scent that crept into his nostrils, as if it could hook a person's soul and pull them in, making it hard not to become immersed.

The Old Supreme Kai stopped in front of a stone dais; it was hexagonal with a smooth surface, and silver-white light flowed rapidly beneath the tabletop.

He did not turn around immediately, but instead looked up at a void in the ceiling, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Only then did he turn to look at Jiang Che. The geniality on his face had faded, his wrinkles deepened, and his gaze became exceptionally calm, as if he could see through the secrets hidden in the depths of Jiang Che's heart.