Surging Undercurrents

Frieza had completely lost his mind, plunging the entire galaxy into chaos. The turmoil had even spread into Cooler and King Cold's territories.

They were Frost Demons as well—one was Frieza's older brother, while the other was Frieza's father.

Neither possessed Frieza's talent, but the former was actually stronger. Cooler was wildly ambitious and had long wanted to eliminate both Frieza and the Saiyans.

Frieza considered himself more gifted and harbored similar intentions. Only King Cold, despite being the two men's father, was instead the weakest of the three Frost Demons.

Li Ming's emergence had now made all three of them sense a threat. Thus, they chose to form a temporary alliance, mobilizing their forces and spreading an inescapable dragnet across the entire galaxy!

Meanwhile, Li Ming was still lingering within the range of Frieza's headquarters and had never left.

After Frieza's "second cleanup," this place had become exceptionally quiet. No one foolish enough to provoke Frieza had shown up, so it had instead become the safest place for the time being.

Inside the spacecraft, the gravity training room was activated. Li Ming was attempting to break through. Though it was difficult, he was not making no progress at all.

"Whew..."

The energy throughout his body frantically contracted toward the surface of his skin, almost forming a layer of bright white light that enveloped him entirely. This was a sign that his energy was now completely under control.

Due to developing Berserk Mode, repeatedly drawing out his potential, and the effects of the Fruit of the Tree of Might, Li Ming's strength had indeed increased enormously in a short period.

However, it had also made it impossible for him to fully draw his energy back into his body. Once battle began, his energy expenditure became extremely severe. The clearest example was when he fought Slug—he had to carry one or two Senzu Beans with him every time, not merely to save his life, but also to replenish the immense consumption.

Although his battle power had still not completely broken through its shackles over the past half year, his gains had not been small.

The gravity within the entire training room was currently one hundred times normal, yet Li Ming was floating in midair. It was clear that his control over his energy had undergone a qualitative leap.

Situations like Frenzied Thunder Flash "leaking electricity" no longer occurred, and the backlash from Berserk Mode had been reduced even further.

Tap...

Li Ming opened his eyes, descended from the air, and walked over to the control panel to shut off the gravity device. Only then did he open the door, where he found Stet standing outside.

"Is something wrong?" He took the towel Stet handed him and wiped the sweat from his face.

Stet followed behind Li Ming and reported, "My lord, I discovered Galactic Patrol reconnaissance robots operating in nearby star systems. If we remain here, there may be a risk of exposure. Also, our supplies are running low again."

Li Ming opened the storeroom door and took out some food while considering his options.

The Galactic Patrol was a major nuisance. Like a fly, it could not bite, but its ability to disgust people was truly first-rate.

There was no need to even mention Frieza—he could not defeat him. Perhaps, in a desperate gamble, he might become a Super Saiyan, and then everything would work out. But what if he failed?

Given King Kai's nature, someone like him with no internal connections would probably be sent straight to the underworld for reformation.

Keeping his physical body so he could train was even more impossible. That was a privilege reserved for insiders.

What counted as an insider? People like Goku, and later Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Krillin, and the others had all trained under King Kai, making them half his disciples. Naturally, keeping their physical bodies was no problem.

As for people like Frieza, they would simply go wherever the dead belonged. Train? Keeping a physical body for you was only so you could better enjoy the torment.

Li Ming had no idea whether that old man King Kai was sleeping or counting the grass on his planet. The chances of him noticing Li Ming were simply too low. And even if he did notice, Li Ming had no confidence that King Kai would help him, especially without Kami to introduce him.

Combined with Goku's slowness, by the time he realized Li Ming was dead and then revived him, who knew how long it would take.

By then, it would already be far too late!

"How long would it take to get from here to Yardrat?" he asked while eating.

Stet stood to the side, lowered his head to calculate, then said, "Around half a year. Of course, if my lord can use Instant Transmission, it should save half the time."

After saying that, he cautiously glanced at Li Ming. He now understood Li Ming's temperament very well. Li Ming would not easily get angry, but once enraged, things would not end well.

Slug had nearly been killed by his schemes, while Frieza had even had his headquarters blown up. That was Li Ming's revenge. If the Galactic Patrol had not been such a nuisance, even the Galactic King probably would not be resting peacefully right now.

As he wolfed down the food, Li Ming said, "Find a route with supply planets along the way. Destination: Yardrat. The shorter, the better."

"Yes."

Stet worked with great efficiency. Almost within an hour, he had planned the route and brought it before Li Ming.

Crack!

As Li Ming looked at the two plans Stet had provided, he was still holding a Fruit of the Tree of Might and chewing on it. There was no helping it—this thing was even harder to quit than a smoking addiction. If he did not eat it, he would feel awful, and Li Ming had no good way to solve the problem.

Moreover, without it, even training with the gravity room would be extremely slow, so Li Ming could only keep eating them.

The effect was also obvious. His battle power might not have changed much compared to half a year ago, but his actual strength was no longer comparable.

"One route passes through Galactic Patrol territory? What about the other one? What problems will there be if we go this way?" He pointed at a marked location on the star map.

Stet explained, "This route will actually pass through a star system containing a massive supernova that is currently erupting, so I am worried that an accident may occur."

"Is that so..."

Supernovas were dangerous. Even though he had never truly approached one, he understood that much.

Take the simplest example, the sun. Even if one reached the third stage of Super Saiyan, with energy capable of reaching the Supreme Kai's Realm at the highest level of the universe, falling into the sun would still basically mean death.

In contrast, beings like Gods of Destruction, protected by divine power, could bathe directly in magma... and casually destroy an entire star system.

Li Ming did not know exactly how great the gap between them was, but when he thought about how even third-stage Super Saiyan Goku could not withstand a single finger from Beerus, his scalp went numb!

Compared to the sun, a supernova's energy was probably the difference between a star system and a planet.

"We're taking this route."

Stet immediately felt terrible. Perhaps Li Ming's decisiveness made him uneasy, because he tried to persuade him, "My lord, won't you reconsider?"

The reason he had mapped out this route was merely as a backup plan. In his eyes, even the Galactic Patrol was nothing special.

At most, passing through would bring a few minor troubles. Nothing unexpected would happen.

But near a supernova, the risks were far greater. No spaceship engine could escape the terrifying storm vortex of a supernova eruption.

The ship sailed calmly out of Frieza's territory. The Galactic Patrol naturally intercepted the news at once and delivered it to Frieza. They simply did not dare provoke this Emperor of the Universe now.

Thanks to Li Ming diverting disaster their way, coupled with Frieza's headquarters being bombed, the Galactic Patrol had not had an easy time these past six months.

"Lord Frieza! A Saiyan has appeared!"

"Hehehehehehe!" Frieza slowly turned around. His pale body possessed extraordinarily balanced proportions, with mirror-like patches on his hands, knees, shoulders, and the top of his head.

Two streaks resembling bloody tears ran beneath his crimson eyes, while his purplish-black lips curved into a vicious grin.

Frieza, final form!

The Frozen Demon Clan's power was far too terrifying, so they had developed transformations to weaken themselves. That was why he had initially appeared with his entire body covered beneath battle armor.

This was now his strongest and most primal appearance. No longer suppressing the energy within his body, he resembled a star constantly undergoing violent explosions, his internal energy extremely unstable.

Frieza's terrifying laughter abruptly stopped. His bloodshot eyes then turned toward the alien. "What are you still doing here?"

"Lord Frie—"

Bang!

His entire body exploded from the inside out. A mere leak of energy instantly blasted him into a cloud of blood mist!

Amid terror, the entire ship sped forward, heading toward the universe where Li Ming was located. Everywhere it passed, every obstacle—whether planets or meteors—vanished one after another!