Time flowed on, fleeting as a galloping horse.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed.
Meanwhile, on a remote planet far from Earth, far from Planet Vegeta, and far from the Galaxy Alliance...
A dark-gold figure stood on the ground.
He stood on a sunless planet engulfed by scorching volcanoes, a world like Hell itself.
The golden figure stretched, took a deep breath, then broke into cackling laughter.
"Hehehe, at last! My newest form is finally perfect!"
Since his resurrection, Frieza had spent nearly a year training on this planet.
In fact, he had finished his training six months earlier. His past failures had driven him on, while the agonizing torment of Hell had given him extraordinary mental resilience.
These factors had allowed Frieza to complete his new transformation six months ago, granting him immense power that could almost rival a god's.
Before his new transformation, the transformations of his two relatives, Cooler and King Cold, were nothing but a joke.
Unlike in the original story, however, Frieza had not immediately rushed off to take revenge.
He knew full well that his opponent was Lin Chen, someone even Majin Buu could not defeat-a Saiyan who, according to legend, could already rival a god!
His father and brother's failures had taught Frieza not to be careless.
So even after obtaining his new power, Frieza remained cautious and spent another six months honing himself on this planet. Only after completely overcoming his new transformation's extreme drain on his stamina did he finally resolve to take revenge.
"Hoho, I have grown powerful enough. It seems it's time to pay those Saiyan monkeys a visit!"
"My Battle Power has reached an entirely new realm. My brother and the others would never understand. Strengthening the body alone is not the future