Time flew. Two and a half years had passed since the King Piccolo incident was resolved. Because of his injuries, Son Goku had been taken by Yajirobe to Korin Tower for treatment.
Later, through Master Korin's introduction, Goku learned that a Lookout floated above the tower, where Kami lived.
Driven by curiosity, he climbed up there and actually met a Kami who looked like King Piccolo.
After learning the whole story, Goku began a long period of training under Mr. Popo's guidance.
Meanwhile, Bulma hurried over and took Tien Shinhan away. Later, Kami restored Shenron, and Bulma and the others recovered the Dragon Balls. Through a wish, those killed by King Piccolo were brought back to life.
The resurrected people began rebuilding their homes, while the deposed King Dog returned to his throne and once again ruled his kingdom.
Planet Yardrat.
Wumu and Ganazi had trained here for nearly three years, learning every skill the planet had to offer.
By exploiting the severe-injury loophole during training, Ganazi had reached a power level of three million, just like Wumu.
By comparison, Wumu seemed somewhat anxious. As an ordinary cultivator without a cheat, he could not increase his strength as quickly as a Saiyan.
Even the Grand Elder of Planet Namek probably could not unlock any more of his potential now, and the strength gained from the Fruit of Might was currently negligible.
So Wumu planned to research how to break through Dan Jin before heading out into the universe.
Wumu sat on a smooth boulder, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes as he silently mused, This "Dan Jin" was only a fictional concept in my previous life. Unlike Ming Jin, Hidden Force, and Transformation Force, it was an extremely profound martial arts cultivation technique. But since I've already transmigrated into the Dragon Ball world, perhaps these realms from novels can become reality too.
He closed his eyes, trying to sense every thread of Ki flowing within his body.
Dan Jin was said to be a technique above Transformation Force: draw the golden core inward and form circles everywhere.
I need to embrace the core and settle into the hips, condensing all my essence, Ki, spirit, blood, marrow, and bodily fluids into a single point, like the tiny great thousand-world that emerged when the universe first opened.
This level of mastery sounds incredibly mysterious, but in reality, it concentrates the entire body's power in the dantian before unleashing it in a sudden burst. The tighter the compression, the stronger the explosive force. Once the core is successfully formed, I can reach the realm of controlling Ki and blood through thought, breaking the limits of the human body.
But Wumu knew that merely mastering these things was far from enough. His power level had stagnated at this level for years.
So he decided to try a more extreme method-condensing his Ki, spirit, and mind together in an attempt to form a golden core.
As he spoke, Wumu used his spiritual power to guide the Ki flowing within him, slowly gathering it at his heart.
Since he was unsure of the dantian's exact location, he decided to blaze another trail, choosing his heart as the center where his energy would converge.
As time passed, Wumu felt the Ki within his body grow increasingly dense, as though all his power were gathering at his heart, ready to erupt at that moment.
An expression of pain and determination appeared on his face, and sweat slid down his forehead, but his gaze was exceptionally resolute, as though he had already seen the first light of a breakthrough.
At that moment, he completely forgot everything in the outside world, immersing himself entirely in the world of cultivation. There was only him and the immense energy within his body, poised to burst forth, waiting in the silent universe for that moment to arrive.
Time was like a soundless river, invisibly carrying away the traces of the years.
Throughout this long period of cultivation, Ganazi faithfully stood guard nearby, completely unaware of the subtle changes taking place within Wumu.
A month slipped by without a sound. During this time, Wumu underwent a qualitative leap, and his cultivation finally reached completion.
Now, his entire body radiated dazzling white light, yet strangely, not a trace of his aura leaked out amid that radiance.
Wumu slowly opened his eyes, silver light gleaming within them like a deep starry sky, mysterious and profound.
Seeing this, Ganazi could not help stepping forward, his eyes filled with curiosity and confusion. He asked, "Lord Wumu, have you finished your cultivation? Why can't I sense your aura?"
Wumu gently withdrew the light around his body, his eyes gradually returning to a deep black. Smiling, he explained, "I'm not too sure myself. I just feel as though my level of existence has changed, but it seems to be just a little short."
His voice was low, carrying a hint of mystery and serenity.
"My level of existence? Then how strong are you now?" Ganazi pressed, an inquisitive gleam in his eyes.
Wumu shook his head, a trace of transcendence in his smile. "Strength no longer matters so much. I've found a path that truly belongs to me."
His words revealed a calm confidence. Wumu gazed into the distance, as though he could see his future path-a path filled with light and hope.
In this breakthrough, Wumu had gathered his Ki and spiritual power at his heart, forming a golden core.
Now, his Ki was no longer mere energy, but something more like the divine power of a God of Devastation.
Although he did not know how Gods of Devastation cultivated, ordinary people could not sense their auras, just as they could not sense his.
His power was both similar to and different from a God of Devastation's divine power. The path of advancement Wumu had developed seemed entirely different from theirs.
The gods below the Gods of Devastation existed in a form more akin to a fusion of Ki and divine power.
In the original story, when Son Goku used Instant Transmission, he could sense the aura of any living being except Gods of Devastation and Supreme Kais.
By Wumu's estimate, aside from his aura being undetectable, his current level of existence was actually only comparable to Earth's god, Piccolo.
But now, Wumu had combined his Ki and spirit, strengthening his heart.
His heart drew in and released a power similar to Genki, steadily increasing his power level in a slow but continuous process.
In the future, Wumu's cultivation to grow stronger would mainly rely on absorbing Genki.
However, the only move capable of absorbing Genki was the Primordial Wave he had developed by accident. It was a move that combined Genki and Ki, but this skill was not pure, so Wumu planned to seek out King Kai, discuss how to train in the Spirit Bomb, and create a method for absorbing Genki.
And after Wumu broke through Dan Jin, his strength still multiplied as it had before, although even he did not know exactly what level his strength had reached.
But he felt that even if his previous power level of three million were multiplied another eightfold, it would still be no match for his current self. Even the Instant Transmission and Clone Technique he had learned before felt completely different when performed using Genki.
Then Wumu looked at Ganazi. "Nazi, we're more or less done with our training. Let's say goodbye to Elder Pybara now. Come back to Earth with me, and I'll help you become a Super Saiyan then."
Hearing this, Ganazi was incredibly excited. He nodded and followed Wumu to Elder Pybara, his face full of anticipation and his heart brimming with boundless expectations and dreams for the future.