Double Layered Killing Intent, Chaos Lurks

A ghastly, violent energy swept across the nine heavens, causing the entire sky to shed its azure hue and transform into a deathly, ashen gray.

The power surging around Frieza did not manifest as earth-shattering explosions, but rather as a crushing force of absolute order. Every stray bit of ki, energy, and wind pressure between heaven and earth was locked down and controlled by him alone. The Super Saiyan Prototype aura that Lin Chen had just unleashed flickered violently under this terrifying pressure, like a candle flame about to be extinguished in a gale.

A single step's difference was a chasm of heaven and earth.

The peak of the desperate struggle at six thousand battle power was fragile and vulnerable before the true form of the Universe Emperor.

Lin Chen's muscles were tensed to their limit, every inch of his sinews and bones emitting faint, groaning sounds of overload. The lingering warning from his ancestor in his sea of consciousness refused to fade; that phrase, "The Frieza before you is not in his complete state; the Outer Chaos Alien Race is already lurking," burned into his heart like a cold branding iron.

Only now did he truly see that this ethnic catastrophe, which had spanned ten thousand years, was a scam from beginning to end.

The world knew that the Saiyan race had been wiped out by Frieza's iron-blooded encirclement, becoming a laughingstock of the universe. Yet, no one could have imagined that the true mastermind hiding in the shadows—the one who devoured the Saiyan origin, incited internal strife, and ultimately reaped the rewards—was the never-before-seen Outer Chaos Alien Race.

Frieza was merely a sharp blade wielded by those behind the curtain.

And now, the blade was at his throat, while the mastermind lurked outside. This dual layer of murderous intent, one in front and one behind, had sealed off every path of survival for Earth.

"At death's door, and you're still letting your mind wander?"

High above, Frieza's indifferent, mocking voice descended abruptly.

The ghastly white energy suddenly contracted and condensed; the overwhelming pressure that had blanketed the sky instantly retracted, gathering entirely into his slender palm. There were no flashy moves, merely the simplest gathering of energy, yet it caused the entire space to twist and vibrate violently.

The air was completely evacuated, and the sensation of suffocation in the mountains and forests surged.

Not far away, Gilos, already terrified out of his wits, felt his legs go weak, nearly falling from mid-air. He had followed Frieza for many years and had never seen the Emperor use his true form to target a mere junior. He finally understood that he had failed to grasp the nature of this battle from the start; the Emperor had never wanted to mop up remnants, but rather to use him to force out this Saiyan heir with the ancient bloodline, only to personally eradicate the root of the trouble.

Beside him, the black-haired Saiyan Kallen had a face as dark as a storm.

He had spent half his life chasing ancient prophecies, traversing the ruins of the universe, and every ancient record he found mentioned only Frieza's genocide, never once mentioning the Chaos Alien Race. Over ten thousand years, the traces of the mastermind had been completely erased, forcing all Saiyan survivors to hate the wrong enemy and pursue the wrong destiny.

"No wonder every bloodline awakener throughout history died young, falling in such bizarre ways..." Kallen muttered, his voice trembling.

It turned out it wasn't that Frieza's pursuit was too thorough, but that an invisible pair of eyes had always been hiding in the dark, quietly harvesting every trace of the reviving ancient Saiyan bloodline.

Above the clouds, the Golden Full-Power Super Saiyan slowly clenched his fists, a flicker of sorrow and sudden realization passing through his eyes.

He had lived the longest, and he had wondered countless times why the Saiyan race, despite producing geniuses who broke their limits in desperate situations, could never sustain their spark, always withering just as they were about to rise. Now the truth was clear: a double encirclement, with the Emperor's slaughter in the open and the Chaos race stealing bloodlines in the dark—such a dead end was simply unsolvable.

If not for the fact that Lin Chen's lineage was the only perfect mutation in ten thousand years, backed by the ancestor's origin, he likely would not have escaped the fate of his predecessors.

"Lin Chen!"

The Golden Super Saiyan spoke in a deep voice, his words piercing the oppressive air and reaching Lin Chen's ears clearly.

"Frieza is currently in his base form, with a battle power far exceeding nine thousand five hundred; you cannot possibly contend with him. The Outer Chaos Alien Race is hiding outside the atmosphere, currently motionless. They are waiting—waiting for us to both be crippled so they can reap the rewards!"

One sentence pierced the core of the dead end.

A tiger in front, an abyss behind.

To fight Frieza now would only exhaust his own battle power, leading to him being swallowed whole by the Outer Alien Race; if he avoided the fight, Frieza's lethal strike would descend instantly, turning Earth into scorched earth.

Both retreat and advance led to death.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the raging waves in his heart.

The ancestor's lingering will remained dormant in his sea of consciousness, offering no further guidance, only that single warning. Ten thousand years ago, the ancestor had seen through this double-layered trap, severing most of the race's bloodlines and using his own soul as a lock to seal the origin spark, betting that his descendant ten thousand years later could break the deadlock.

This bet was so heavy it made his heart tremble.

"Big brother!"

Behind him, Goku's voice rang out with a hint of panic.

Though the boy could not understand the complexities of the Chaos Alien Race or the ancient destiny, he could clearly sense the terror of the man before them. He instinctively took a step forward, his internal energy surging instinctively as he tried to step up to protect Lin Chen. Despite his small body trembling uncontrollably, he stubbornly blocked the path ahead.

"Don't come over!"

Lin Chen barked.

He instantly turned sideways and raised a hand, a gentle surge of ki pushing Goku backward and securing him in a safe zone. Frieza's lethal strike was about to land, and the shockwave alone would be enough to tear apart the flesh of an ordinary warrior; Goku's current battle power could not withstand even a fraction of it.

Bulma hid deep in the dense forest, her heart pounding wildly.

She didn't understand the destiny of martial arts, but she understood the desperate situation at hand. Two unknown, terrifying threats had locked onto Earth simultaneously; in a battle of this level, they were not even worth a speck of dust. Yet she did not run; her hands gripped the broken detector tightly, a stubbornness hidden in her eyes.

She couldn't help with the fighting, but she would never be a burden.

"Since you wish to fight to the death, then this King shall grant your wish."

High above, Frieza lost all patience, his scarlet eyes chilling to the bone.

The ghastly white energy ball, condensed to its limit in his palm, trembled slightly, and fine black cracks appeared in the surrounding space—a sign that the power had exceeded the limits of what space could bear.

"I originally intended to leave you alive, to extract your bloodline and tame it for my own use."

"Now it seems, an unruly ant deserves only total annihilation."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger lightly.

It was a seemingly casual strike, yet it carried the terrifying momentum to pierce mountains and crush the earth. The ghastly white light bullet tore through the sky, moving at an extreme speed, instantly crossing ten thousand meters to strike directly at Lin Chen's heart!

There was no room to dodge, no opportunity to block.

This was the crushing force of an Emperor, an absolute suppression of dimensions.

"Defend with everything you have!"

The blonde Super Saiyan's expression shifted violently. His golden aura surged, erupting into the sky as he lunged from the clouds. He condensed his ultimate Super Saiyan energy into a single palm strike, slamming it against the side of the light blast in a desperate attempt to force the lethal trajectory off course.

Kallen no longer stood by as a mere spectator.

He had spent his entire life chasing prophecies, and Lin Chen was the only fated child; if this man fell, the Saiyan race would have no hope of a comeback. A purple aura soared into the heavens, his full power of 8,700 battle strength erupting as he flanked the attack, joining the blonde Super Saiyan to forcibly intercept the onslaught.

Two top-tier Saiyans struck at once!

BOOM--!

The heavens and earth trembled, and a blinding white light instantly engulfed the entire mountain range.

The two tyrannical Saiyan forces collided with Frieza's Emperor Energy. A terrifying shockwave exploded, instantly pulverizing the trees within a kilometer radius. The ground was forcibly carved down several meters, leaving the landscape scarred with deep, jagged ravines.

Yet, the combined might of two Saiyan warriors capable of traversing the star seas had only managed to stall the attack for a single heartbeat.

The next second, the golden and purple auras shattered completely. Both Super Saiyans shuddered, stumbling back several steps as their hands went numb and their blood churned, their hearts filled with absolute shock.

Frieza's base form was actually this terrifyingly powerful!

However, this brief delay had given Lin Chen the breathing room he needed.

He dared not slacken for a moment, burning every ounce of his remaining strength. With his Super Saiyan Prototype fully unleashed, the Ancient Power deep within his bloodline surged madly, pushing his physical defenses to their absolute limit. Simultaneously, his mind raced, clarifying the entire situation.

The Outer Chaos Alien Race had held back, intending to reap the rewards of a conflict they didn't start.

He would not let them have their way.

"Frieza!"

Lin Chen looked up, staring directly at the emperor in the high sky. His voice was steady and clear, piercing through the thunderous roar of the atmosphere.

"You are nothing but a pawn for the Outer Chaos Alien Race. You have been used for ten thousand years, slaughtering my Saiyan kin to serve as a stepping stone for others, yet you remain completely oblivious. How pathetic and laughable!"

He spoke deliberately, laying bare the key to breaking the stalemate.

As long as he exposed the mastermind and rattled Frieza's composure, he could shatter the invisible balance between them, forcing the hidden Outer Chaos Alien Race to reveal themselves prematurely. Rather than passively enduring a double-layered death trap, it was better to take the initiative and flush the snake out of its hole!

Sure enough, at these words, Frieza's crimson eyes narrowed slightly.

For ten thousand years, everyone had feared him, submitted to him, or hated him; never had anyone dared to suggest to his face that he was someone else's pawn.

"A pawn?"

Frieza let out a low, mocking laugh, his tone dripping with extreme arrogance and disdain. "Utterly ridiculous. I rule over thousands of star systems in the North Galaxy, deciding who lives and who dies—who would dare use me? A mere dying ant dares to sow discord and disturb my mind?"

He did not believe in the existence of the so-called Chaos Alien Race.

In his worldview, he was the heavens of this universe; no one could stand above him.

But just as his expression turned wrathful and he prepared to launch another lethal strike—

Far beyond the barrier of the atmosphere, in the pitch-black, silent deep space of the universe, a faint, eerie grey-black mist began to seep through.

The mist was silent and soundless. It lacked the domineering nature of Frieza's energy and the violent intensity of the Saiyan aura; it possessed only a dead, desolate stillness that devoured life and erased all existence.

The mist pierced the atmospheric barrier, quietly shrouding the entire planet.

In that moment, the colors of the world dimmed by a third. The sunlight lost its warmth, the wind ceased entirely, and all life between heaven and earth began to wither at a visible rate.

The once-enraged Frieza suddenly stiffened.

Having ruled the universe for so long with vast experience, he felt a flicker of faint wariness and unfamiliarity in his eyes for the first time as the mist appeared.

This aura... it did not belong to this universe!

Kallen's hair stood on end, his scalp tingling as he felt a genuine, soul-deep terror of annihilation.

The blonde Super Saiyan's pupils contracted, his gaze locked onto the grey-black mist seeping in from beyond the sky. He muttered in a low voice, "It is the power of Outer Chaos... the Doomsday Power recorded in the ancient ancestral texts. It truly exists!"

Hiding in the rear, Goku felt his entire body turn cold. He instinctively clutched his chest, a primal sense of disgust and fear sweeping through him.

Lin Chen's mind was stretched to the breaking point.

The plan to flush out the enemy had succeeded.

The mastermind, hidden for ten thousand years, had finally stopped lurking and revealed its trail.

But before he could even catch his breath, the Ancestral Remnant Soul, which had been silent in his sea of consciousness, issued an urgent warning, its tone heavy with unprecedented gravity and panic:

"Careful! This is no mere scouting attempt... this is the Precursor Barrier of Chaos Descent!"

"They never intended to wait for the spoils of war. Their goal is to use the catalyst of your awakening ancient bloodline, with Earth as the anchor point, to tear open the barrier between the two worlds and open a Chaos Portal!"

"Once the portal is formed, the vast army of the Chaos Alien Race will invade this universe, and the entire galaxy will be wiped out!"

Lin Chen's mind roared, his body turning ice-cold.

He finally understood the entire scheme!

For ten thousand years, the Chaos Alien Race had never appeared to wipe out the Saiyans themselves—not because they feared the Saiyan bloodline, and not because they feared Frieza, but because they were waiting for a once-in-an-eon opportunity.

They were waiting for a Saiyan with the complete Ancient Origin to awaken, using the blood of the fated child to shatter the universal barrier!

And now, standing on Earth with his bloodline fully unleashed and his aura exposed, he had become the perfect focal point for the array!

With Frieza in front and the Chaos barrier behind, the entire planet had become a locked cage, and he was the only key to unleashing the doomsday catastrophe.

Even more terrifyingly, from the pitch-black deep space beyond the sky, a cold, void-like, and alien consciousness had already pierced through the atmosphere, locking firmly onto his soul. A voice devoid of emotion resonated directly across the entire world:

"Ten thousand years of waiting... the anchor is set."

"Saiyan origin, universal barrier... all shall return to nothingness."