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"How is this possible..." Jiren stared in disbelief as his fist halted three inches from Lin Ye's chest. The energy condensed from his fighting spirit was being forcibly compressed into a point mass by "space-time collapse." "Fighting spirit cannot be..."
His words were interrupted because he saw in Lin Ye's eyes not the fervor of victory, but awe of "existence," an emotion belonging to "humanity" that the system could never decipher.
"boom!"
The moment the fist imprint exploded, Jiren was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through ten layers of energy barriers before coming to a stop.
Lin Ye knelt on the ground, the silvery-white aura rapidly dissipating, revealing his body covered in bloodstains. A system interface popped up with a notification: [Pseudo-Freedom Ultimate Intent has ended, entering a 12-hour period of weakness], but below it was a line of smaller text: [Detected "Humanity Resonance", unlocked skill: Spacetime Collapse Fist (Permanent)].
The audience erupted in thunderous cheers, but Vegeta frowned. He saw a black crack quietly spreading behind Lin Ye, the price of forcibly using the power of spacetime.
"Hey, are you alright?" Vegeta's voice was impatient, but he still walked over, stepping over the pebbles. "Don't push yourself too hard. It's not shameful to admit defeat."
Lin Ye helped himself to his feet, leaning against the edge of the arena, and looked in the direction where Ji Lian had fallen. There, the golden flames were reforming, but much dimmer than before.
Jiren's voice carried a hint of weariness, but also a sense of relief: "I lost. But remember, what's stronger than 'infinite fighting spirit' is the 'finite life' you're willing to protect."
A new mission suddenly popped up in the system: [Victory in the Tournament of Power! You can make a wish to Super Shenron! Option A: Strengthen Saiyan bloodline; Option B: Revive your parents from the original world; Option C: Completely master Ultra Instinct]
Lin Ye chose B without hesitation.
As the red light of the Super Dragon enveloped the entire area, he seemed to see his parents' surprised faces, wearing their familiar aprons and holding uncut potatoes in their hands.
"Xiao Ye? Where is this?" His mother's voice, tinged with local accent, instantly brought tears to Lin Ye's eyes.
But the next second, a scarlet warning popped up: [Warning! Spacetime repulsion detected! The resurrected entity cannot adapt to the laws of the Dragon Ball world!]
The parents' figures distorted in the red light; the father's apron began to pixelate; the mother's voice trembled with tears: "Xiaoye...this place is so scary..."
"No...!" Lin Ye reached out to grab it, but only passed through nothingness.
The figures of the parents vanished as specks of light, leaving only a faint aroma of potatoes in the air.
Lin Ye's heart felt like it was being clenched. He finally understood that the moment some wishes were fulfilled was the beginning of new suffering.
In the distance, Beerus, the God of Destruction, stared at the black crack, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest of his throne. From within the crack came whispers of chaos, words that did not belong to this universe.
“Interesting.” Beerus licked his paw, amusement flashing in his purple eyes. “It seems this farce has only just begun.”
Weiss chuckled and stirred his coffee: "Lord Destroyer, you knew this would happen all along?"
"So what if I know?" Beerus yawned. "Just watch the show."
Lin Ye stood in the center of the arena, gazing at the empty sky. The warmth of his parents' illusory figures still lingered in his palms before they vanished. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Whatever lay hidden within those cracks, he had to become stronger.
In order to protect those "limited lives".
The system interface lit up again. This time, instead of a cold notification, it displayed a line of warm golden text: [Host belief enhancement detected. Side quest unlocked: Tracing the Origins of Chaos].
Lin Ye took a deep breath, turned around, and walked off the stage. The setting sun cast a long shadow of him, and a black crack loomed behind him like a lurking snake.
"Hey, wait a minute," Vegeta suddenly spoke up, "your back..."
"It's nothing." Lin Ye didn't turn his head, his voice calm but firm. "Go back to training."
Vegeta watched his retreating figure, then suddenly sneered and turned to follow him: "Hmph, don't think you're so great just because you beat Jiren. I'll beat you to a pulp next time we train."
In the distant stands, Frieza stroked his chin, a calculating glint in his golden eyes: "Space-Time Collapse Fist... interesting. Perhaps I should have a good 'chat' with this Lin Ye."
At the edge of the twelve universes, a pitch-black rift is widening, and the whispers of chaos are becoming clearer, like countless insects gnawing at the barriers of spacetime.
Chapter 332: The Ark Sets Sail
In Earth's orbit, the alloy hull of the "Ark" space station reflected blue-white starlight. This colossal structure, over three kilometers in diameter, hovered in near-Earth orbit, like a diamond set in black velvet. Namekian spiral patterns meandered along the walls, intertwining with Earth's technologically advanced metal pipes to form a wondrous symbiotic pattern. At this moment, the entire space station was undergoing final adjustments. Dende, holding his crystal scepter, paced around the engine core, green magic circles flowing along the walls in a ring of light, infusing Namekian "life energy" into the titanium alloy engine core. Suddenly, the once-cold machinery emitted a pulsating, breathing-like sound, and the coolant in the pipes rippled with emerald green light.
“The energy cycle is stable, but the engine’s vibration frequency is a bit strange.” Dandy frowned and tapped the bulkhead; the green light at the tip of the crystal scepter flickered. “It’s like… something is resonating with life energy.” He reached out and pressed his hand against the engine casing, feeling a rhythmic vibration at his fingertips. “Listen, this frequency is very similar to the ancient altars of Namek, like it’s calling out to something.”
Bulma's voice came through the communicator, accompanied by the clatter of keyboard keystrokes: "Don't be paranoid, little one. This is a compatibility reaction between Earth Alloy and Namekian magic." In the control room, she pulled the holographic screen close to her face, her fingers rapidly tapping in mid-air. Suddenly, a red warning popped up on the screen's fluctuating data stream. "Tsk, not again? Lin Ye, look! The energy conversion rate is stuck at 97% and won't budge. Did you do this?"
Lin Ye stood by the porthole in the control room, gazing at the blue Earth shrouded in clouds below. The images of the consciousness transfer three days ago still flashed through his mind: his parents' smiles before they disappeared, the familiar street scenes of his hometown, and the orange candy his mother gave him as they parted. Now, that candy wrapper was pressed under the family photo, stuck to the corner of the control panel. "It has to be done," he said in a low voice. The black crack in his left arm had widened further, spreading above his elbow. As his fingertips traced the edge of the crack, he could feel the surging chaotic energy within, like boiling asphalt. "Jilan was right at the Conference of Power. We are protecting not only the present, but also the 'unknown' that might emerge from the spacetime rift."
Bulma spun her office chair to the weapon system panel, bringing up a 3D model: "The principle of the Spacetime Collapse Fist is to compress local spacetime, right? I've implanted this parameter into the main gun system, theoretically capable of creating a spacetime vortex with a diameter of fifty meters." She suddenly stopped, and the vortex on the model exploded into fragments. "But you see, even a 0.3% deviation in energy output will trigger a chain reaction, at which point the entire Ark will be swept into spacetime turbulence."
“Then raise the safety threshold by another three percentage points.” As Lin Ye turned around, the shoulder armor of his combat suit bumped against the control panel, making a crisp clanging sound. “I’ve already sent Wukong to the test chamber to stand by; if anything goes wrong, he can hold out for ten minutes.”
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Easy for you to say. The energy to repair a spacetime rift is enough to buy a hundred of the latest lipsticks." She slammed the Enter key in a huff. "Alright, alright, the startup program is set up. Activation requires authorization from three people simultaneously."
A blinding red notification suddenly popped up: [Energy fluctuations detected from Saiyan Cabba of Universe 6, rapidly approaching the Ark! Speed Mach 12, breaking through the atmosphere!]
Before the alarm even sounded, the hatch hissed open, spewing out white mist. Gabe burst in, covered in dust, his purple combat suit adorned with hexagonal ice crystals—a crystalline form unique to the frozen planets of the sixth universe. He stumbled against the doorframe, ice shards falling from his cloak and piling up on the floor. He rubbed his hands repeatedly against his combat boots before kneeling on one knee, his palm outstretched, cradling a pigeon-egg-sized crystal that shimmered with red light; the undulating patterns on its surface resembled pulsating veins.
“Lord Lin Ye!” Gabe’s voice was hoarse from the long journey, and the sweat on his forehead froze into frost. “We dug this thing up on the third level of the abandoned Saiyan ruins. It…it’s been getting hot, and it’s making a sound.” He suddenly lowered his voice, looked around, and leaned closer, saying, “The old priest said this is the ‘Bloodline Key,’ which only a pure Saiyan can activate. What do you think…”
Lin Ye frowned as he took the crystal. The moment his fingertips touched its surface, the black crack on his left arm suddenly surged as if it had come alive. The black lines crawled up his arm to his neck, forming a bizarre spiral pattern at his collarbone. Countless chaotic images flooded his mind: Planet Vegeta, swallowed by red light, shattering into pieces in an explosion; the Saiyan progenitor in black armor offering a sacrifice before the star map of the twelve universes; and an ancient phrase that echoed repeatedly: "When the crimson bloodline awakens, the seal of the twelve universes will break."
"Ugh..." He pressed his throbbing temples, the crystal burning like a branding iron in his palm, sending a searing sting through his skin. Five finger marks were left on the metal surface of the control panel from his grip. "Gabe, did you see any black stone tablets in the ruins of this crystal?"
Gabe nodded hurriedly, frost falling from his hair. "Yes! It's at least three stories high, the entire stone is black, and it's engraved with 'Chronos's Cage'!" He suddenly shivered. "The old priest of the Sixth Universe said the land around that stone is strange; fallen leaves float back upside down, and our scanner malfunctions as soon as it gets close."
“Chronos…” Lin Ye’s pupils contracted sharply. This name had flashed briefly through the black rift at the end of the Tournament of Power. He suddenly remembered Alice’s (the system AI’s) words: “The system’s ultimate mission is to fight against the ‘Chaos Devourer’.” At the time, he had only considered it a programmed objective, but now it seemed this wasn’t a fictional enemy.
[Warning! Ancient Saiyan gene fragment detected! 99% compatibility with host!] The system's mechanical voice carried an unprecedented electrical hum. [Fuse? Fusion may unlock the "Saiyan Progenitor Form," but there is a 70% chance of being consumed by chaotic energy!]
"Get lost!" Lin Ye cursed under his breath, gripping the crystal even tighter. Drops of blood seeping from between his fingers dripped onto the crystal's surface, instantly absorbed. The red light suddenly surged, projecting a blurry human figure onto the cabin wall.
"A bunch of useless trash! You can't even fix the energy valve in the gravity chamber?" Vegeta's roar suddenly echoed down the corridor, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal being kicked away. He kicked open the control room door, his deep blue aura still blazing, bloodstains on his combat suit cuffs, and blood still seeping from the wound at the corner of his mouth—clearly, he had just endured a fierce battle in a 10000-times gravity chamber. When he saw the crack in Lin Ye's arm, his aura exploded, sending a nearby metal chair flying: "What the hell is this? What kind of forbidden technique did you use at the Tournament of Power?!"
"Space-Time Collapse Fist." Lin Ye tossed the crystal over, a red arc tracing its path through the air. "This was brought by Gabe. See for yourself."
Vegeta reached out and caught it, but the instant his fingertips touched the crystal, he was suddenly jolted violently. The deep blue aura instantly turned dark purple, and his combat boots carved two deep furrows into the floor. He collapsed to his knees in agony, pressing his hands tightly to his temples, his mind flashing with images far more gruesome than Lin Ye's: Saiyan warriors forging weapons from the bones of their progenitor, elders sacrificing infants' hearts to chaos, and that crimson rift that pierced the planet.
"Damn it... so our power... was stolen..." he growled through gritted teeth, his knuckles turning white from the force, a dark purple shockwave exploding around him, shattering the control panel screen.
[Vegeta's "Ancient Bloodline" Awakening Detected! Side Quest Triggered: Redeeming the Saiyans' Original Sin] The system simultaneously popped up a notification for both players: [Quest Objective: Proceed to the ruins of Universe 6 and completely reinforce the seal on Chronos! Quest Reward: Unlock Saiyan Progenitor Form (Purified Version)]
The Ark suddenly shuddered violently, red alarm lights flashed wildly on the bulkheads, and emergency lights illuminated the corridor with an eerie dark red glow. "What's going on?" Bulma gripped the shaking control panel tightly; the energy curve on the screen suddenly plummeted. "The pressure in the engine room is skyrocketing! Life energy is being drained!"
External surveillance footage automatically popped up: more than thirty figures draped in black robes were pouring out of the spacetime rift. Their faces were obscured by hoods, and their exposed wrists were engraved with Babidi's dark runes. The scepters in their hands were topped with red gems similar to the crystals brought by Gabe. As these figures passed through the Ark's energy shield, the shield emitted white smoke as if corroded by strong acid, revealing honeycomb-like holes.
"It's the remnants of the Dark Mage Babidi!" Piccolo's voice came through the communicator, his figure appearing on the monitor screen as a green Special Beam Cannon blasted away a dark figure. The black-robed man who was hit turned into black smoke and dissipated, his scepter lying on the deck still flashing red. "Their scepters can absorb life energy; they've already breached hatch number three! Gohan is trying to intercept them, but there are too many of them!"
Lin Ye grabbed the crystal, and the whispers within the black crack suddenly became clear: "...bloodline...key...chaos..." He abruptly looked up, catching a glimpse of the black-robed figures on the monitor splitting into two groups. One group charged towards the engine room, while the other moved towards the main control room. "They're not after the engine," he suddenly realized, stuffing the crystal into a hidden pocket inside his combat suit. "They want to force me to activate the 'Progenitor Bloodline' within me; that's the true key to unlocking the seal of Kronos!"
"Vegeta, can you still stand?" Lin Ye's silver-white flames ignited again, this time tinged with a chaotic black aura, like ink wash painting spreading along the edges of the flames. Energy from the black cracks flowed through his veins, bringing a tearing pain.
Vegeta rose to his feet, ancient Saiyan runes emerging from his dark purple aura, and dark red veins pulsating beneath his skin through the tears in his battle suit. "Don't forget, I am the Saiyan Prince." He cracked his knuckles, stretching his neck, then suddenly slammed his fist into the bulkhead, instantly denting the alloy surface. "Redemption, of course, should be led by me."
Gabe raised his lightsaber, its blade humming and glowing blue: "Lord Lin Ye, the Saiyan Alliance of Universe 6 is in position!" Indicator lights on the teleportation pods flashed, and more than twenty Saiyans clad in identical armor, their armor engraved with runes against chaos, their eyes burning with battle intent beneath their helmets. The leading Saiyan woman removed her helmet, revealing short pink hair: "Gabe said he needed support; we brought ten boxes of gravity bombs."
Bulma's voice was resolute: "The Ark's weapon systems are activated! The 'Time Collapse Cannon' requires three minutes of charging!" She zoomed in on the holographic map, a red arrow marking the location of the black-robed figure. "You must hold the B-sector corridor; it's the only passage to the energy core!"
"Three minutes? That's enough time we'll break their bones." Vegeta was the first to rush out of the control room, his dark purple aura creating a sonic boom in the corridor. As he passed the weapon rack, he casually grabbed two laser swords.
Lin Ye followed closely behind, his fingers unconsciously touching the family photo as he passed the control panel. The creases along the edges of the photo were worn white, and the father's smile was exceptionally clear under the emergency lights. The whispers in the black crack turned into maniacal laughter, as if countless people were roaring in his ears; chaotic energy surged through his blood to his heart, bringing a burning pain.
He knew this battle wasn't just about the Ark, but also about whether the Saiyans could atone for their ancient sins. As he rushed out of the corridor around the corner, he bumped into three men in black robes turning the corner, and the red light from the tip of their scepters instantly locked onto his chest.
Deep within the ruins of the Sixth Universe, the black stone tablet, inscribed with runes, was glowing. Dark red liquid seeped from the inscription "Chronos," flowing down its grooves and forming a swirling vortex on the ground. From the depths of the vortex came the sound of chains grinding together, and countless scarlet eyes could be vaguely seen opening, their pupils reflecting the star map of the twelve universes.
Chapter 333: Bloodbath at the Ruins
On a frozen planet in the sixth universe, a biting wind whipped up ice particles, crackling and popping against the energy shield of the "Ark." Lin Ye stood before the entrance to the ruins, gazing up at the black stone monument embedded in the glacier. It stood a hundred meters tall, its surface covered with twisted Saiyan script. The dark red liquid seeping from its cracks did not freeze in the sub-zero temperatures; instead, it writhed like a living thing, converging into eerie runes on the ground.
“This is it.” Gabe gripped his lightsaber tightly, the blade reflecting the skull decoration atop the monument. “The elders say that anyone who touches the monument will be consumed by the 'wrath of the progenitors.'”
Lin Ye remained silent, staring intently at the runes on the stone tablet. Suddenly, a 3D projection appeared, translating the ancient text into modern language: "...When the blood of the traitor boils once more, the prison of chaos will open...Only the pure heart of a Saiyan can quell the ancestor's resentment..."
"A pure Saiyan heart?" Vegeta scoffed, dark purple runes flashing within his deep blue aura. "We Saiyans have been enjoying fighting since birth, so where does the 'pure' come from?" His fist slammed into the stone tablet, but was repelled by an invisible force the instant it made contact, and a burning bloodstain immediately appeared on the back of his hand.
"Hiss..." Vegeta shook his hand, his brows furrowing. "This damn rock has a backlash effect?"
[Warning! "Original Curse" detected! Those with non-pure bloodlines will suffer a backlash upon contact with the stone tablet!] The system alarm is shrill and piercing. [It is recommended that Lin Ye enter the core of the ruins alone, while Vegeta and Cabba remain on guard around the perimeter!]
"Go in alone?" Gabe exclaimed anxiously. "What if there's a trap inside?"
Lin Ye patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I have a system notification. You guys guard the entrance and don't let any unrelated people in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black crack suddenly widened behind the stone tablet, and Babidi's remnants surged out like a tide. The leader, a man in black robes, removed his mask, revealing a face covered in stitches. It was the modified Dapra; his saliva was no longer petrifying venom, but a black viscous liquid imbued with chaotic energy.
"Lord Lin Ye, we meet again." Dapu's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against metal. "I didn't expect you to dare to come to me of your own accord."
"You didn't die in the Cell Saga?" Lin Ye's silvery aura surged, and a resonant pain emanated from the black crack in his left arm. "It seems Babidi gave you quite a few benefits."
"Benefits?" Dabura sneered. "Lord Babidi foresaw this day long ago. He bound my soul to the 'Power of Chaos' precisely to await this moment when the Saiyan progenitor awakens." He raised his hand and waved it, and the black-robed figures behind him simultaneously raised their scepters. Dark red energy beams intertwined into a net, enveloping the Ark's squad members.
"Don't even think about it!" Vegeta unleashed his Garic Cannon first, the deep blue energy sphere exploding within the energy net, only to be swallowed by the chaotic power, leaving behind a mere afterimage. He glared at Dabura through gritted teeth, "What exactly do you want?"
“It’s very simple.” Dapura’s finger traced the runes on the stone tablet. “Let Lord Lin Ye’s bloodline fully awaken and break Lord Chronos’s seal. At that time, all twelve universes will become nourishment for chaos, and we will gain eternal life!”
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Ye rushed towards the entrance of the ruins. The energy barrier of the stone tablet automatically parted as he approached, as if welcoming the "rightful successor." Inside the entrance was a deep passage, with murals on the walls recording the history of the Saiyans: from their initial coexistence with Chaos, to their betrayal of the Founding Father for power, and finally to their extermination by Frieza. It turned out that the destruction of Planet Vegeta had already been foretold by the Founding Father.
[Hidden Story Triggered: The Original Sin of the Saiyans] A holographic image pops up on the system interface. In the image, Yamoshi, the Saiyan progenitor, is bound to an altar. His people are using daggers to cut open his chest and extract his heart, which contains the power of chaos. Yamoshi's eyes hold no hatred, only sorrow: "You will regret this... Once chaos spirals out of control, no one can survive..."
At the altar at the end of the passage, a pulsating, dark red heart floated, identical to the one depicted in the mural where Yamoshi's heart was extracted. As Lin Ye approached, the heart suddenly shot out a beam of red light, piercing his chest. A searing pain instantly engulfed his body; he felt his blood being replaced by chaotic energy, and the whispers within the black rift transformed into Yamoshi's voice: "Finally... we've found someone who can bear the chaos..."
"Are you Yamoshi?" Lin Ye pressed his chest, his consciousness drifting between memories of Saiyans and Chaos.
"Yes, and no." A phantom of Yamoshi emerged from the light of the heart, his hair pure silver-white, but his eyes held black cracks similar to Lin Ye's. "I am the sealed 'Chaotic Consciousness,' the Saiyan's last... and the Saiyan's last salvation." Yamoshi's phantom sighed, his voice carrying the weariness of a thousand years. "When my people stole the power of Chaos, no one imagined it would backfire. Just like now, Cronus's consciousness is seeping into the rules of the Omni-King through the cracks."
A violent explosion erupted outside, and Dapra's maniacal laughter pierced through the passage: "Lin Ye! Quickly accept the power of chaos! Otherwise, your companions will all die!"
Yamoshi's phantom waved his hand, and a real-time scene appeared on the wall of the passage. Vegeta was entangled by several energy beams, and his deep blue flames flickered. Cabba's lightsaber was broken, and he was using his body to protect his injured Universe 6 companion. Piccolo's Special Beam Cannon temporarily forced back the black-robed man, but it gradually dimmed under the erosion of chaotic energy.
“What he said is true.” Yamoshi’s phantom eyes were complicated. “Babidi’s remnants have bound your companions with a ‘soul contract.’ If you refuse to merge with them, they will be devoured by chaos.”
Lin Ye's system popped up two options:
[A: Accept the power of chaos and take control of the primordial form, at the cost of losing some of your humanity]
[B: Destroy the heart to save your companions, but at the cost of forever losing the power to fight Chronos]
Outside the passage, Vegeta's roar, hoarse with the urge to die, echoed: "Lin Ye! Don't worry about us! Destroy that thing! Saiyans don't need to survive on chaos!" This was followed by Cabba's scream, clearly indicating that someone was seriously injured.
Looking into Yamoxi's sorrowful eyes, Lin Ye suddenly recalled his parents' smiles in the original world, the sounds of bargaining in the market, the aroma of potatoes wafting from the kitchen, the light from his mother mending clothes... those trivial "humanities" were more intense than any other force at that moment.
He clenched his fist, and the black impurities in his silvery-white aura disappeared: "Yamossi, true power is not about devouring chaos, but about mastering it."
[Host's "humanity awakening" detected! Ultimate skill unlocked: Chaos Neutralization!]
The instant Lin Ye's fist struck his heart, there was no explosion, only a soft white light. Chaotic energy surged into his body like a tide, but upon contact with the silvery-white flames, it transformed into a pure gold—power purified by "humanity." Yamoshi's illusory figure smiled with satisfaction: "This is... the successor I've been waiting for..."
The passage trembled violently. As Lin Ye rushed out, he saw Dabura's black slime about to touch Vegeta's throat. He raised his hand and waved it, golden chaotic energy forming a barrier that deflected the slime back onto Dabura's arm, where golden flames instantly erupted, incinerating the chaotic energy.
“Impossible! How could Chaos…” Dapra retreated in horror, the sutures breaking due to the twisting, revealing the writhing black tissue underneath.
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