The Journey Begins in the Time Chamber

Sun Wukong and Vegeta stood before the door of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, their gazes seeming to pierce through its walls and stare into the endless abyss of time. Their hearts were filled with a hunger for power and readiness for battle.

"Kakarot, we don't have much time left." Vegeta's voice echoed through Earth's night sky, carrying a trace of urgency.

Sun Wukong nodded. His body began to emit a blue glow, the power of Ultra Instinct boiling within him. "I know, Vegeta. We have to become stronger—for Earth, and for the universe."

As their words fell, the door of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber slowly opened.

The two stepped into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, their footsteps echoing through the empty interior, their gazes fixed firmly ahead. Inside, time seemed to grow viscous, every second heavy with weight.

"We'll train here until we can stand against a God of Destruction." Sun Wukong's voice carried a trace of resolve.

Vegeta nodded. His body began to radiate red light, the power of dark-purple Ultra Ego boiling within him. "We will surpass ourselves."

As their words fell, the door of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber slowly closed, cutting the two of them off from the outside world. Time inside began to accelerate, every second like a year.

Sun Wukong could feel every molecule in the air speeding up, and each breath he took seemed to draw in the essence of time. Vegeta's heartbeat echoed by his ears like thunder, every pulse accompanied by a surge of power.

We have to surpass our limits. We have to master new power. Sun Wukong repeated the words in his heart, every movement of his body inside the chamber filled with the pursuit of strength.

Sun Wukong could feel every cell in his body burning, and every punch he threw seemed to tear at the boundaries of space-time. Vegeta's sweat slid down his skin like rain, and every breath seemed to devour the air around him.

I have to become stronger. Vegeta roared in his heart, every movement of his body inside the chamber filled with a hunger for victory.

Sun Wukong's figure flickered through the chamber like a phantom, each movement seeming to weave the texture of time. Vegeta's fists roared like thunder, every impact seeming to shake the very foundations of space-time.

Time flowed rapidly inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Sun Wukong and Vegeta could feel its passage, and they could feel their strength constantly rising.

"Vegeta, we can't fight in our base forms anymore. We need to fight using our strongest forms. Only then can we see each other's shortcomings—even our weaknesses."

Vegeta seemed to fully approve of Wukong's point. Wukong and Vegeta both unleashed their strongest forms.

Vegeta's entire body began to swell, his hair taking on different colors as he swiftly reached Ultra Ego. Ultra Ego without the Seed of Divine Wrath was already an intensely oppressive form, let alone now with the Seed of Divine Wrath empowering it. The purple-black Vegeta instantly turned scarlet, looking, from another angle, just like a fallen god.

Wukong, however, was the exact opposite. Ultra Instinct was already an angelic form, and when Wukong transformed into Ultra Instinct, the aura around him took on a droplet-like quality, slowly shifting from blue to blue-white. The blessing of Angel Power only made that white even purer, making him truly seem like an angel—spotless and flawless.

Wukong and Vegeta wasted no time on pleasantries. Both used their most ruthless techniques and smashed them at each other, because they knew that if they held back and failed to train seriously now, they would only end up being slaughtered by a God of Destruction again in the future.

The battle lasted for several hours, and both sides felt exhausted, but it was all worth it. Their strength had improved tremendously. If they raised it a little more, maybe they really would have the ability to challenge a God of Destruction—and without transforming into Vegito.

If they became Vegito, then they could defeat a God of Destruction right now. But who could be certain that a God of Destruction didn't also have some fusion trump card? To forge iron, one had to be strong oneself. As long as their foundations were higher than a God of Destruction's, then they would have nothing to fear after fusing either.