Three Years of Cultivation, 300,000 Combat Power, Bottleneck

He closed his eyes, circulated the technique, and moved his vital energy.

His body was like a vortex, madly devouring the vital energy of the outside world.

The giant elephants served as hubs, drawing in external vital energy and converting it into life energy within his body. Then they exhaled it, and it seeped continuously into Sack's blood, skin, bones, and fascia.

It did not follow the human way of gradual progress at all. It simply threw everything into the pot at once.

The giant elephants were the stove, the vital energy was the firewood, and the life energy was the flame.

They continuously tempered the great cauldron of flesh that was Sack's body.

The 201 giant elephant particles inside Sack raised their heads and trumpeted. With every breath, vast amounts of vital energy entered Sack's body, then were exchanged into life energy.

Endless vital energy poured in without cease, supplying the giant elephants with power.

The 201st tender young elephant kept swallowing energy and condensing itself, desperately wanting to become a giant elephant.

According to the technique's description, Sack continuously meditated on his body transforming into eight hundred and forty million tiny particles.

Every single particle was the embryo of a giant elephant.

All the particles formed a unified whole, condensing into a god elephant.

In the haze, Sack could not make out its exact appearance at all.

He was even less able to comprehend the so-called head like a mountain, the trunk whose length was unknown for billions of miles, and the body that covered countless stars.

As for the boundless prison of hell beneath its feet, and the densely packed demon gods and devils within that prison, he had never seen the slightest trace of them.

In its vastness, it was shrouded like mountains and clouds in mist, Yet in the subtle details, everything was vivid and distinct.

The 201 particle embryos awakened, broke from their shells, and transformed into giant elephants.

The giant elephants took different forms, constantly making various movements in their positions.

At that moment, Thunder rang out in the silence.

In Sack's ears, it was as if an ancient giant elephant let out a long cry.

Maaang—

The 201st particle completely transformed into a giant elephant, no different from the previous 200.

A savage, fierce, incomparably dense aura spread out from within his body.

Outside, Three kilometers from Sack, Renar, who was huffing and hah-ing through her training, staggered and fell to the ground.

With Sack at the center, within a radius of five kilometers, grass, trees, and dust rustled down to the ground under the powerful pressure.

Some of the dust that had been startled up was forced by the immense pressure to embed itself back into the ground once more.

Sack slowly opened his eyes. His starry eyes held doubt, and even more excitement.

After cultivating for this period of time, Sack discovered that the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force he cultivated was incomplete.

It might not even have a complete first level.

In this world, hell did not need god elephants to suppress it.

Or perhaps it was because there was only golden light in his mind, and no tiny golden figure, nor any thunder god elephant to assist him.

Or perhaps the rules of the world were not the same. No matter how he cultivated, it felt strange.

It was like an empty shell, possessing the strength, speed, and even the fierce, savage aura of an ancient giant elephant.

Only one thing was missing.

Spirituality.

Without spirituality, everything was empty talk.

If it were an ordinary technique, that would be one thing, but this was the cultivation method created by the Supreme Sovereign himself.

If its power had no spirituality, who would believe it if he said so?

Moreover, fantasy cultivation was not like building blocks, where one could simply stack things up bit by bit.

He spat out a mouthful of turbid air, which pierced the air like a sharp arrow and stabbed into the ground not far away, forming a deep hole.

Now, without needing the help of energy, he could clearly see mosquitoes and flies five kilometers away, even the fine down on them visible in every detail.

His ears twitched, and the beating of mosquito and fly wings could be heard clearly.

This was physical development that martial cultivation of energy could not achieve.

Sack slowly stood, controlling the active energy within his body. His whole person became plain and unadorned, with no aura detectable at all.

If one ignored the tail behind him, he truly looked like an ordinary person.

Sack returned to simplicity and truth, and the pressure around him vanished completely.

The grass and trees crushed under the pressure, along with the dust and foul air, rebounded in an instant.

The air became unbearably filthy.

Sack paid none of it any mind.

"201 particles. I still have to keep working hard."

Renar climbed to her feet and patted the dust off herself.

She glanced at Sack enviously, then continued intensifying her training.

Following Sack's instructions, she could only rely on various physical exercises, improving through slow, steady effort.

Without powerful healing methods, seriously injuring Renar would be no different from courting death.

One careless move, and Renar would be done for.

As the only Saiyan who trusted him, Sack naturally would not take such a risk.

He had a better way. It would just require waiting a little longer.

Truth be told, once she calmed down and began cultivating properly, her strength started to rise.

Unfortunately, she did not know how to sense ki, so she had no idea how strong she was.

In the blink of an eye, three springs and autumns passed.

Sack and Renar stayed here for a full three years.

On this day, dawn had just begun to show.

The air around them suddenly sank.

Like an ancient ferocious beast, Sack opened his savage eyes.

After three years of training, Sack had condensed ten thousand giant elephant particles.

In terms of pure ki combat power, he had broken through to 300,000, vast and unmatched.

His physical body had advanced by leaps and bounds as well; with the lift of a hand or the step of a foot, he could split mountains and crack stone.

Even a breath in or out could kill enemies or defend himself.

What was even more unbelievable was that even without ki, Sack's combat power was still unrivaled.

His physical body alone was comparable to a powerhouse with 300,000 combat power.

At this point in time, aside from Frieza, no one was his opponent.

Even so, Sack had only just glimpsed the threshold of the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force and was still in the foundation-laying stage.

To truly enter the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, he would at least have to condense a primordial elephant.

Renar flew over, her face flushed.

She had clearly sensed the pressure Sack had released just now.

It was fierce.

"Sack, are you done training?"

Sack looked at the lithe and vigorous Renar, a smile on his face.

"No. You should say that our training is temporarily over."

Renar's little face froze slightly, and the smile on her face became even sweeter, like a ripe honey peach, stirring the imagination despite oneself.

"Really? Then what are we going to do?"

Sack looked up at the sky.

"Leave this place, of course."

Renar tilted her head.

"You mean we're going to steal a spaceship on this planet?"

With a snap of his fingers, Sack flew straight up.

"Congratulations, you got it right. But there's no reward."

"Let's go!"

Renar followed excitedly.

As Saiyans, they had no concept that stealing things was wrong.

Besides, as a civilized man, how could Sack call borrowing a few things stealing?

It was not like he would not return them.

"Then after we steal a spaceship, are we going back to Planet Vegeta?"

Sack rolled his eyes.

Back to Planet Vegeta?

To get buried with them?

"Watch your wording. We're borrowing.

Borrowing a spaceship."

Renar wrinkled her nose and gave a displeased, coquettish humph.

"Then do we still have to come back and return the spaceship?"

"Tch. Their spaceship has quality issues, so we definitely won't need to return it."

Renar tilted her head and thought for quite a while before finally giggling and scolding him for being wicked.

Half an hour later, a spaceship shot into the sky and flew toward the depths of the universe.

Inside the ship, after setting the destination, Sack and Renar both focused on cultivating.

Sack sat cross-legged in the room, his brows furrowed.

He had not come out of seclusion voluntarily.

The Dragon Ball world was extremely complicated. It was not like other worlds, divided into however many worlds or whatever planes.

No matter what level of strength you had, you were still beneath the entire great universe.

It made no distinction between a battle power of 1 and a battle power of 1 trillion.

It made no distinction between an ant and a God of Destruction.

Everyone was a chess piece of the universe, a part of the universe.

In that sense, it was both good and bad.

Everyone absorbed vital energy to cultivate, and in the end, the contest came down to the total amount of ki.

More ki meant strength; less ki meant weakness.

There was no such thing as physical strength or mental strength.

If you, a God of Destruction, were strong, it was only because your rule power was strong. Overall, it still depended on the total amount of ki and the degree of mastery over rules.

In the later stages, Son Goku, who had mastered Ultra Instinct, was completely unable to beat Beerus before transforming.

Once he transformed into white, he utterly crushed Beerus.

Even gods had no advantage anymore.

Everyone was more or less the same.

Sack was naturally the same. He only needed to keep absorbing vital energy to increase his strength.

Because he cultivated the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, his speed of absorbing vital energy was much faster than an ordinary person's.

Even now, he could still absorb vital energy to improve his strength.

But the giant elephant particles of the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force had not budged for half a month.

That was the main reason he had come out of seclusion.