Super Four God of Destruction, Achieved!

Son Gohan's wildly arrogant voice echoed in layers throughout the void.

The look of contempt on Kakarot's face froze instantly, his eyes widening involuntarily.

"God of Spacetime Destruction?"

An incredibly absurd thought flashed uncontrollably through his mind: Could that purple energy he used earlier, which was capable of corroding my defenses, really be divine power? Is he truly a god who has come specifically for me?!

This fleeting thought acted like an execution command for the Miracle Power.

As the most primitive source of power, the Miracle Power possessed no self-consciousness; it simply followed its master's "will" to distort reality. Without Kakarot even realizing it, the Miracle Power within him began to be squandered recklessly. It transformed into invisible chains of causality, pouring into the vast void to fill the logical loopholes behind Son Gohan's wild claim.

Son Gohan keenly sensed the changes within himself.

Success or failure hinges on this one move! Son Gohan resolved in his heart. Ever since he agreed to become the so-called "God of Spacetime Destruction" at Kami's Palace, Popo had left a seed of Destruction energy for both of them.

He had never grasped the method before, nor had he truly mastered the Hakai Energy.

But now, Kakarot's Miracle Power was at work; not only did he have the chance to master the Hakai Energy through it, but he could even go a step further and fuse the Hakai Energy with his Super Saiyan 4 form!

The enemy's cheat code had instead become the perfect catalyst for him to break through his limits!

Son Gohan hesitated no longer and completely detonated the seed of Destruction energy.

BOOM—!

Destruction energy rampaged through his body, greedily devouring the vast energy of his Super Saiyan 4 form. The wild instincts of his Legendary Super Saiyan Bloodline sensed a fatal threat, erupting with even more violent energy to launch a fierce counterattack.

Two supreme forces capable of destroying the universe engaged in a brutal slaughter within him.

"URGHAAAAAA—!"

A piercing roar was squeezed from Son Gohan's throat. Thousands of deep, bone-revealing lacerations instantly burst open across his skin, and the dark red blood was vaporized by the violent high temperature the moment it surged out. The surrounding void fluctuated violently under the distortion of the two forces, and dense, black spatial rifts spread outward like a giant spiderweb.

Purple lightning and red storms raged and exploded madly in the deathly silent starry sky.

It was too painful!

This agony surpassed even being sliced into a thousand pieces. The two violent forces were mercilessly ravaging his body, yet an invisible force was rapidly reshaping it. Every cycle of collapse and rebirth was a cruel torture to his sanity. If he had relied solely on his own physical foundation, he would likely have been reduced to cosmic dust in this internal strife within a minute.

But with the help of a third-party force, it was different.

The Miracle Power acted like an indestructible adhesive, desperately clinging to his last thread of life.

Below, a look of morbid fanaticism appeared on Kakarot's face at some point.

He had absolutely no intention of attacking.

He watched the violently fluctuating ball of light above with longing, the muscles in his face trembling from extreme excitement. He could clearly perceive that Son Gohan's life level was undergoing a world-shaking sublimation!

It was a transformation that transcended dimensions. It was the realm of gods he had longed for!

"Subarashii! Is this the true realm of a god?" Kakarot laughed wildly.

He was completely unaware that it was this morbid anticipation of his that caused the Miracle Power within him to drain away like a breached dam, all of it becoming the nourishment for Son Gohan to break out of his cocoon and emerge as a butterfly.

Son Gohan had no time to watch what he was doing; he had reached the critical moment of his true transformation.

"Fuse for me!"

He actively guided the two rampaging energies within his body, forcing them into an extremely brutal compression.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The lightning storm in the void reached its peak. Red light and purple light erupted madly from his body, intertwining in mid-air to form a massive purple-red cocoon that blotted out the sky.

Under the mediation of the Miracle Power, the powers of the two destroyers reached a state of delicate balance.

Time passed, though he knew not how much.

The storm ravaging the starry sky stopped abruptly. The violent pressure that had made the entire galaxy tremble retracted in an instant, like a receding tide.

All the purple-red light across the sky flowed back into the body of the tall figure at the center of the cocoon.

Son Gohan slowly opened his eyes.

They were eyes as deep as an abyss. The originally arrogant golden pupils were covered in purple, yet the wild aura that looked down upon the heavens remained undiminished.

Purple-black energy enveloped his entire body. He still maintained the form of a Super Saiyan 4, but the edges of the originally dark red ape fur were now rendered with a mysterious purple-black halo.

There was no earth-shattering aura, yet it gave off an extremely dangerous sense of oppression.

He had finally mastered the power of the God of Destruction and completed the perfect fusion with his Super Saiyan 4 form.

This realm, which would have originally required a long period of accumulation to reach, was cashed in ahead of schedule at this moment, thanks to the power of his enemy.

Meanwhile, in an asteroid belt tens of thousands of miles away.

Trunks was anxiously hiding behind a massive asteroid, his fists clenched so tightly that cold sweat had completely soaked his clothes.

"Gohan's ki... why did it disappear?"

Trunks's face turned deathly pale in an instant. A second ago, he could still track that extremely violent aura, but the next second, it had vanished abruptly. Without a trace, clean and complete, as if it had evaporated from this universe entirely.

"Impossible...! This is impossible... Gohan could never lose!"

Trunks's mind went blank; panic and extreme worry instantly crushed his reason. He could no longer hold back, and his golden aura exploded, instantly shattering the massive asteroid beneath him into powder.

Disregarding Son Gohan's stern warning not to approach, he unleashed his full power, transforming into a streak of light. Enveloped in a green aura, he dashed recklessly toward the battlefield on Planet Vegeta.

Above the ruined Planet Vegeta.

Kakarot stared at the drastically transformed Son Gohan, the fervor on his face not only failing to subside but intensifying! He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, a sensation akin to a mouse facing a lion—an instinctive trembling branded into the very essence of his life.

Yet, he was exceptionally excited! It was as if he had finally found the true path he had sought his entire life!

"Hey! Son Gohan, come on, let's fight! Let me see just how strong your true power really is!"

Son Gohan didn't even glance at him.

He looked down at his own arms, where a purple-black radiance rose and fell steadily with the rhythm of his breathing. A fragment of battleship debris floating on the battlefield drifted along the air currents and landed on his shoulder.

Son Gohan raised his left hand and gave his shoulder a casual, light flick.

There was no roiling aura, no explosive sound.

The moment that incredibly hard alloy fragment touched his finger, it vanished into absolute nothingness without a sound. Not even dust remained.

This was the power of destruction, exclusive to a God of Destruction.