Otherworldly Evil Demon?
Son Gohan found the thought rather amusing.
The only one who truly qualified as an "Otherworldly Evil Demon" was probably himself, from beginning to end.
Now danger lurked throughout the universe, and eerie black mist spread everywhere.
Yet who could have imagined that a greenhorn like him would end up shouldering the task of saving the universe?
The thought merely flashed through his mind.
Son Gohan quickly gathered his thoughts and looked at the Grand Minister beside him, who was in terrible condition.
His voice was filled with helplessness and exhaustion. "I really hope things don't take a turn for the worst. This black mist is far too strange and troublesome. All I want now is for His Majesty Zeno to wake up soon and for you to recover as quickly as possible. I really can't hold on much longer."
He couldn't help complaining. The pressure on his shoulders was simply too great.
Zeno and the Grand Minister had unimaginably long lifespans. Even a peaceful nap could consume far more time than his entire life.
Yet now a junior with so little experience had been left to hold up a universe on the brink of collapse.
The difficulties were beyond words.
At that moment, the Grand Minister was tormented by the discomfort churning within him. Waves of throbbing pain filled his head, leaving him restless.
Hearing Son Gohan's words, he slowly raised a hand and pressed his brow. Fighting back his discomfort, he said, "Next, I will teach you the purification laws. Focus, and listen carefully to every key point."
"I understand." Son Gohan immediately nodded, his expression turning serious.
He cast aside every stray thought, rallied his spirits, and calmed his mind, earnestly following the Grand Minister's instructions as he learned the Purification Technique.
There was