The Underworld Descends, A Desperate Final Battle

The pressure from ten thousand meters above descended like a collapsing mountain, pinning the entire forest beneath it.

The biting gale suddenly stilled, and the world fell into a suffocating, deathly silence. The swaying vegetation bowed low, the gravel on the ground trembled slightly, and even the dust floating in the air seemed imprisoned by an invisible force, suspended in mid-air.

Lin Chen's fingers tightened abruptly, the sound of straining bones cracking in his palms. The flicker of hope that had just ignited in his heart was instantly snuffed out.

Nine thousand five hundred power level.

It was not the eight-thousand-point floor indicated by the intelligence; this Frieza elite captain had hidden a full fifteen hundred points of his true strength from the very beginning.

Even more lethal was the [Nether Killing Art] mentioned in the system prompt.

It was a secret, close-quarters execution technique exclusive to Frieza's race. It did not rely on brute force but focused on exploiting openings to kill the physical body in an instant. Even an elite with a power level of five thousand would fall immediately if struck head-on.

He looked at himself.

In his proto-Super Saiyan burst state, his peak power level was five thousand two hundred. While it seemed enough to crush the five elite soldiers with five-thousand-point power levels, facing Gilos and his nine thousand five hundred points, he remained as an ant before a mountain.

A gap of four thousand three hundred points in the cosmic power system was an absolute suppression that could not be bridged by technique, experience, or tactics.

Deep in the forest, Bulma gripped her portable scouter so hard her fair knuckles turned white. The red power level numbers jumping on the screen made her scalp tingle and her entire body run cold.

She could not understand high-level martial arts duels, but she clearly understood the meaning behind those numbers.

The strength Lin Chen had displayed after his breakthrough just moments ago had already overturned her perception, yet the enemy descending now was nearly twice as strong.

Little Goku had also put away all his excitement. His round face was taut, and his dark pupils were fixed on the six warships high above. He could feel that overwhelming malice, a hundred times more ferocious than the alien scouts he had killed earlier, making the fighting instinct in his bones tremble faintly.

"Don't panic."

Lin Chen's low voice rang out suddenly, suppressing the panic in their hearts and steadying his own turbulent state of mind.

Panic would not solve anything.

From his bloody struggle for survival after arriving on Planet Vegeta to his flight to Earth, he had walked through countless desperate situations far more dangerous than this. A dead end was never the finish line; it was an opportunity for a Saiyan to break their limits, even if the hope before him was so slim it was almost non-existent.

He scanned the battlefield, his brain whirring as he determined the only path to survival in a split second.

"Bulma, immediately crack the warship's communication frequency at full power. Don't worry about a total shutdown; just scramble their internal synchronization signals and cut off the tactical coordination between the six of them."

"They are a standardized military unit; their greatest advantage is coordinated encirclement. Once that coordination breaks, their combat effectiveness will drop by at least thirty percent."

Lin Chen spoke rapidly and clearly, without a hint of panic.

Bulma snapped back to reality, bit her lip, and nodded. Her fingertips flew across the instrument screen, adjusting and refreshing dense streams of data: "Leave it to me! Three minutes, I will definitely scramble their linkage system!"

"Goku."

Lin Chen turned to look at the boy beside him, his expression serious yet gentle.

"Remember the 'Ki Burst' I just taught you. When the battle starts, don't try to be a hero; you have only one task."

"Keep your eyes on the weakest enemy soldier. Use your speed and physical resilience to harass, drag, and stall him. Don't let him join the encirclement. Hold out for three minutes, and we win."

Goku nodded heavily, his small body standing straight. A pale white aura gathered in his palms, his eyes filled with determination: "I understand, Big Brother! I won't hold you back!"

Goku's talent far exceeded that of ordinary people; in just a few minutes of crash-course teaching, he had fully grasped the essence of basic Ki control. Although his base power level was only one thousand three hundred fifty and his burst limit was barely eighteen hundred—with no chance of winning a head-on collision against a five-thousand-point enemy—his innate brute strength, monstrous physical defense, and extreme speed were the best weapons for containment.

Having assigned their tasks, Lin Chen took a deep breath and looked up at the six silver warships hovering in the sky.

His white aura surged violently once more, fine golden sparks crackling across its surface. An overbearing pressure swept across the area, forcibly carving out a gap in the oppressive atmosphere.

Proto-Super Saiyan form, fully unleashed!

His burst power level of five thousand two hundred was released without reservation. The massive shockwave sent gravel flying, and the broken vegetation was shredded by the force of the wind.

After doing all this, he stood quietly in the center of the clearing, alone, facing the sea of powerful enemies.

High above, the hatches of the six warships opened simultaneously.

Five uniform silver figures leaped down first, landing with a dull, heavy thud. The five Frieza elite soldiers wore standard combat armor, their eyes cold and numb, their auras condensed and heavy. Each of their power levels was firmly locked at exactly five thousand.

They landed in a standard pentagonal encirclement, instantly sealing off all of Lin Chen's escape and retreat routes. Well-trained and seasoned in slaughter, they were the elite of a battle-hardened regular army.

The final figure stepped slowly from the main warship.

The man wore a dark purple leather cape, his silver-white armor outlining a slender, sharp frame. His face was cold and rigid, his slit pupils looking down indifferently at the tiny human boy on the ground, a faint black mist swirling around him.

The Nether Killing Art was already being primed.

Gilos hovered in mid-air, his feet three feet off the ground, looking down with extreme arrogance and contempt.

"A mere half-baked Saiyan transformation, and you dare to show off before me?"

His voice echoed across the land through an amplification device, carrying a bone-chilling coldness: "I admit, you are somewhat interesting. A native of a low-level planet who can break through to a power level of five thousand in a desperate situation—that counts as exceptional talent."

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, all struggles are futile."

The moment his words fell, the five elite soldiers moved in unison!

Five condensed energy blasts formed instantly, whistling through the air as they bombarded Lin Chen from five directions, sealing off every angle of evasion.

Encirclement and execution—no path left to live!

"Goku, move!"

Lin Chen let out a low shout, his figure exploding outward instantly.

Wrapped in his white aura, he moved so fast he left layers of afterimages. He did not dodge or weave, but faced the two energy blasts head-on, his fists wreathed in violent energy as he smashed them away!

Bang! Bang!

Two violent explosions rang out in succession. A wild shockwave of energy blasted outward, instantly carving several deep trenches into the ground.

Lin Chen used the recoil of the explosion to suddenly sidestep, dodging the remaining three energy attacks. The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch as he lunged forward like an arrow released from a bow, charging straight at the two nearest elite warriors!

At the same time, Goku flashed, transforming into a small, agile afterimage as he precisely entangled the enemy warrior on the far right who was preparing to provide backup.

The boy did not understand sophisticated techniques; relying only on his instinctive speed and brute force, he threw punch after punch and kick after kick. Although none of his attacks could break through the opponent's armor, he stuck to his target like glue, making it impossible for the enemy to break away and join the encirclement.

The elite warrior was driven to a rage by the relentless pestering and struck back repeatedly, but Goku's movement was extremely fluid, and his physical body was absurdly tough. He took several energy impacts head-on, merely stumbling slightly without any sign of defeat.

The battlefield was instantly split into two.

Deep in the mountain forest, Bulma's fingertips never ceased their movement. Green light danced frantically across the instrument screen as countless lines of code scrolled by at high speed. In just a few dozen seconds, the communication frequency of the Frieza Force was completely drowned out by garbled data.

High in the air, the four elite warriors who had been coordinating with perfect synergy suddenly faltered.

Unable to hear commands from their teammates or see coordination signals, their perfect pentagonal encirclement formation instantly became riddled with holes!

"Now!"

A sharp glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. Seizing this fleeting opening, he condensed his energy to the absolute limit.

Golden sparks—the prototype of the Super Saiyan state—suddenly erupted. Abandoning all defense, he poured his entire combat power into his fists and dived into the gap between the two warriors.

The condensed energy and blood, forged through a desperate breakthrough, displayed absolute suppression at this moment.

While the energy of ordinary Frieza soldiers was loose and scattered, his aura was heavy, domineering, and possessed immense piercing power.

Two heavy, muffled punches landed precisely on the weak points at the seams of the two warriors' armor!

Crack!

The sturdy standard-issue combat armor shattered instantly, and a violent surge of energy roared into their bodies.

The pupils of the two elite warriors, each with a combat power of five thousand, shrank to pinpricks. Before they could even react, their internal meridians were shattered by the violent energy. Their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings, slamming heavily into the ground and losing all signs of life.

In an instant, two enemies, killed in seconds!

The remaining two elite warriors' expressions changed drastically, finally revealing genuine dread.

Their individual combat power was on par, but the opponent's combat techniques, energy density, and killing experience completely crushed them!

The situation had reversed in an instant!

The changes on the ground were all captured by Gilos in the air.

A trace of icy killing intent finally flickered across his indifferent, slit-like pupils.

"Not bad."

"Pity, the game ends here."

Gilos spoke with cold indifference, as if he were merely clearing away two bothersome ants.

As he finished speaking, the pitch-black mist swirling around him surged violently. A thick, suffocating killing intent enveloped the entire battlefield as his terrifying combat power of nine thousand five hundred was fully unleashed, crushing down with overwhelming force!

Compared to his previous pressure, his aura was now more than twice as strong, causing the very air to roar under the strain.

With the Nether Killing Art pushed to its limit, an invisible killing intent locked onto every vital point on Lin Chen's body.

At this moment, the hair on Lin Chen's arms stood on end; a life-or-death crisis swept over him.

He knew clearly that all his previous victories had merely been clearing out the small fry.

The real death match was only just beginning.

Gilos flickered and vanished from mid-air.

No flashy buildup, no energy fluctuations—just pure, extreme speed and a lethal secret technique!

This was the terror of the Nether Killing Art—silent, invisible, and capable of killing in an instant!

Lin Chen's pupils contracted violently. Relying on instincts honed through countless life-or-death battles, he forced his body to shift sideways regardless of the cost.

He missed by a hair's breadth!

A pitch-black blade of energy grazed his neck. The sharp killing intent sliced through the skin on his neck, and a smear of blood instantly sprayed out.

Having barely dodged the fatal blow, Lin Chen's heart hammered against his ribs, and his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Too fast!

He couldn't see the opponent's movement trajectory at all; it was a complete dimensional suppression of speed!

"You dodged the first one, let's see how many you can dodge."

A cold, mocking laugh rang in his ears. Gilos's figure flashed repeatedly around him, and pitch-black killing strikes layered over one another, sealing off all room for evasion from every direction.

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and pushed his energy and blood to the limit. The aura of his Super Saiyan prototype burned to its peak as he blocked, dodged, and took hits head-on.

With every collision, his arms went numb and trembled, and his bones throbbed with the pain of being pushed past their breaking point.

Five thousand two hundred against nine thousand five hundred—the gap was simply too vast.

After only a few seconds of clashing, his body was covered in fine wounds. His white martial arts uniform was stained with blood, and his once-robust aura began to weaken at a visible rate.

The Super Saiyan prototype was a temporary form gained by overdrawing his life in a desperate situation; its duration was extremely short, and coupled with the high-intensity battle, his energy consumption was alarmingly fast.

If this continued, he would inevitably exhaust his strength and be defeated within ten seconds, instantly killed on the spot by the Nether Killing Art.

"I must break my limits again!"

Only this single thought remained in Lin Chen's mind.

He forcibly suppressed the excruciating pain throughout his body, once again releasing all the shackles on his physical form, actively overdrawing all his remaining life force and blood energy. His restless Saiyan blood boiled frantically once more!

Agony swept through his limbs and bones; his near-depleted energy was forcibly squeezed out again, and the sensation of the seal loosening returned.

The combat power scouter flickered slightly—5,300, 5,400, 5,500!

A meager breakthrough, yet it was his only chance of survival at this moment!

Leveraging this sudden surge of power, Lin Chen seized the opening when Gilos retracted his guard, gathered all his energy, and slammed a fist hard into the opponent's chest!

Bang!

The muffled sound of the heavy punch hitting its mark exploded. Gilos's figure faltered slightly, and for the first time, astonishment appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He had not expected that a Saiyan on the verge of defeat could actually break through in the heat of battle!

But in just an instant, that astonishment transformed into extreme fury.

"You death-seeking ant, you dare to wound me?"

Gilos was truly driven to kill. Pitch-black energy gathered to its limit in his hands, condensing into a long, narrow Nether War Blade in his palm, the blade wreathed in eerie black mist that devoured life force.

"Nether Soul-Severing Blade!"

His exclusive finishing move, activated at full power!

This strike was enough to instantly kill a cosmic powerhouse with 7,000 combat power; it was his trump card.

The terrifying black blade-light tore through the air, carrying the momentum to annihilate everything as it slashed straight toward Lin Chen, sealing off all his paths of retreat.

Lin Chen's pupils constricted. His internal energy had bottomed out, and the injuries to his body were erupting in full force; he had no power to withstand this lethal blow.

Between life and death, he could already feel the power of extinction on the blade, ready to devour all his vitality.

Goku, who was locked in combat nearby, saw this scene and his eyes instantly turned red with anxiety. He tried to rush over to provide support regardless of the cost, but he was held back tightly by enemy soldiers and could not break free.

Bulma watched the terrifying combat power readings exploding on the screen, her hands and feet turning cold as despair surged into her heart.

A dead end.

A truly unsolvable dead end.

But just as the pitch-black Soul-Severing Blade was about to strike Lin Chen's body—

In the distant outer space, high above the dark and deep firmament, a beam of extremely brilliant golden light suddenly ignited!

That light pierced through layers of nebulae and tore through the darkness of the universe. Its speed surpassed that of light, crossing endless star systems in a mere instant, diving straight toward the blue Earth!

At the same time, the system alert in Lin Chen's mind suddenly changed its tone.

It was no longer a crisis warning, but an unknown prompt that had never appeared before!

[Detected an ultra-high-tier super combat power descending at extreme speed!]

[Unknown Super Saiyan aura locked onto Earth's airspace!]

[Opponent's combat power value exceeds the current system detection limit!]

Mid-air, Gilos's movements for his finishing blow suddenly froze. Every hair on his body stood on end, and the hand gripping the Nether War Blade trembled slightly. The fury on his face vanished completely, replaced by terror and dread emanating from the depths of his soul.

He looked up abruptly, staring fixedly at that golden light streaking across the starry sky.

From the depths of the universe, the legend that made countless cosmic emperors and interstellar powerhouses tremble in fear had actually descended upon Earth at this very moment?