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However, as for Piccolo, Qin Yang has to wait until he is resurrected before he can continue to cultivate him.

The current problem is still Sun Wukong. This super blue realm seems a bit far away for him now, but when things fall into Qin Yang's hands, there is always a way.

It was night, and Bulma's people had already started their space journey. The warriors on Earth left behind only the seriously injured Son Goku, whose Senzu beans had not yet grown, and Son Goku could only lie on the hospital bed like a mummy.

But this is also a good opportunity. Sun Wukong is injured. Except for eating a little during the day, he uses the rest of the time to meditate, and uses the whole night to rest. Although he looks like this now, it does not affect his sleep quality.

The Demon Shadow was waiting for this moment. He quietly emerged from the unattended ward, watching Sun Wukong from above. This mission was truly a hassle. The Demon Shadow helplessly transformed into a cloud of smoke, entering Sun Wukong's body through his ears and nostrils. Sun Wukong sneezed briefly, opened his sleepy eyes, and fell back into a deep sleep.

In the dream, Sun Wukong was doing warm-up exercises seriously, while Vegeta was standing on the other side, staring at him with a frown.

When everything was ready, Vegeta suddenly said, "Kakarot, do you think you can defeat me like this?"

Sun Wukong was shocked and said, "How can we know if we don't try? Besides, I am no longer the same person I used to be!"

Sun Wukong suddenly rushed forward and threw a tentative punch, but Vegeta didn't show any intention of dodging.

He took the punch, but Vegeta's body suddenly moved and turned into a pool of bubbles.

Then a figure said, "The power of this punch is too weak."

Vegeta's figure completely disappeared, but the person who spoke was not Vegeta.

"who are you?"

Wukong asked as he looked up and around, he couldn't sense the other person's presence at all.

"I'm the one who came to train you because you look so weak."

Sun Wukong pointed at himself and said, "Is that so? I'm so weak. But even though I've failed before, it's not as bad as this."

The voice suddenly said sternly: "No, you are insignificant in my eyes."

"Really? But I don't even know where you are, so how can I conclude you're so powerful? You're probably just bragging, aren't you?"

Sun Wukong folded his hands, expressing deep doubt.

Suddenly, the demon shadow quietly appeared behind Sun Wukong. Actually, he had originally planned to disguise himself as an old man in white clothes according to Qin Yang's suggestion, but Sun Wukong was so suspicious of himself, and the demon shadow felt that he was looked down upon, so he immediately met him in his true form.

"Just look back and you'll know!"

Sun Wukong turned around suddenly and was stunned: "You, you are talking to me?"

"Nonsense, the only people here are you and me."

Sun Wukong came closer, looked at the demon shadow from head to toe, and said, "But you are just a ball of black mist. Are you a ghost? Otherwise, how can you speak?"

When it comes to ghosts, Sun Wukong becomes a little nervous.

Mo Ying gritted his teeth, he really couldn't stand this guy.

"How about this?"

The Demon Shadow activated his ability, which is actually not really an ability. Since this is a dream, as long as he understands this, he can change anything here at will. The black color on the Demon Shadow's body began to change constantly, and finally became a human form.

Sun Wukong looked the dark-skinned man up and down and said, "But you have to put on some clothes. I used to be told that all the time when I was a kid."

The demon shadow made a puff sound and transformed into a black suit that suited him. He said, "That's enough! I'm here to help you practice!"

Sun Wukong rubbed the back of his head awkwardly and said, "Oh, I see."

Then he didn't know why his mind became clear, and he said: "But I remember that I was seriously injured, but now..."

Mo Ying couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Idiot, this is a dream, you are dreaming, do you know it?"

Chapter 578 Hesitation

Sun Wukong looked at himself, jumped a little and said, "Oh, I see. No wonder I always feel light and airy." He pointed at the demon shadow and said, "Aren't you the same?"

If Mo Ying had an expression, it would definitely be one of shame.

"Yes, I am also a part of your dream. Do you want to become stronger?"

Sun Wukong stuck out his tongue and said, "I want to."

Mo Ying sighed: "Okay, let's start now and don't waste any more time."

"Oh? That's right, it's just a dream after all. Once I wake up, the dream will disappear!"

Suddenly, the demon shadow flashed and appeared in front of Sun Wukong in an instant. Before Sun Wukong even had time to react, the demon shadow stretched out his hand and strangled his throat. With just one move, he almost died.

The evil shadow threw Sun Wukong heavily to the ground. After a few seconds, Sun Wukong suddenly reacted.

"Ahem, do you want to kill me? Why did I feel like I almost died just now?"

The demon said coldly: "Yes, I want to kill you, but I don't really want to kill you."

Sun Wukong rubbed his throat and said, "But this isn't a dream, why am I feeling so uncomfortable?" Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind and he said, "Oh, I see. It might be because my injuries are too severe. I was almost dead. But I won't die so easily. Come on!"

He suddenly became motivated, and this made things much easier for Mo Ying. He didn't have to explain to him that he was doing this to stimulate his potential. Only repeated deaths could make the Saiyans' combat effectiveness soar. Although this was a bit troublesome, this was a dream, and Mo Ying had plenty of time. After all, he was not Qin Yang, and could not develop the other party's potential instantly.

In this way, Sun Wukong was almost killed by the evil shadow again and again. Outside the dream, he only saw Sun Wukong on the hospital bed, tossing and turning as if he had a nightmare, with a frown on his face, looking very painful.

After who knows how many times, the demon shadow stood there, looking at Sun Wukong.

"Why? Have I been tested?"

The phantom said coldly: "No, now we should play something else."

In Qin Yang's world, Qin Yang looked into the distance, his mind constantly thinking about things on the planet Namek. He was a little hesitant because other ideas popped up in his mind.

But if it came down to a straightforward choice, he wasn't incapable of analyzing which was more reliable. He simply relished this feeling, this feeling of hesitation and uncertainty. These things might seem unimportant, but they were different for Qin Yang now. Once you reach a certain level of maturity, you'll begin to miss the past, even the things that got you into trouble in the first place—the confusion and bewilderment of your youth.

Negative emotions are only temporary. Once you get through this period, as long as you are safe and sound, certain experiences will definitely be injected into your soul, making you different, and possibly a completely different person.

Therefore, all the so-called sufferings in front of you are not just what they are now. One day you may miss them, and once you miss those days, you will feel a heart-wrenching sense of loss, and it will be futile to try to get them back.

Even though Qin Yang can travel through time, it is impossible for him to find his former self because he is not so powerful and knows nothing.

No one can control his own time, the most essential time. Once you come to this world, no matter what you do, it is like a clockwork puppet, you can only move forward, constantly moving forward. The things you experience in front of your eyes and ears are nothing but passing clouds. Even if you really miss something, you cannot stay in one place forever.

This is the sadness that no one in this world can overcome. Sometimes the more you know, the more of a burden it becomes.

Qin Yang was missing her, but it was just a pretense. In fact, deep down in his heart, he already had the answer.

Everything about Namek and Jiu Ye is still just speculation, and there is no definite information. If something goes wrong, Qin Yang would be worrying too much. He also believes in his own feelings. There is indeed something on Frieza, but he is afraid that this change is caused by Qin Yang himself. He must be considered an outsider who invaded this world, and it was Qin Yang who caused the timeline on Earth to be slightly delayed.

Qin Yang knew very well that even the smallest ripple would cause huge waves.

So he finally made the decision to send someone to Namek to investigate.

As for the candidate, Qin Yang already had an idea.

"Banara, I'll have to trouble you this time."

A figure with disheveled hair opened his eyes from the darkness, and his red eyes with double magatama kept spinning.

………………

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Soon, somewhere on Namek, a crack appeared in space, like tiles being slowly removed one by one, and a person walked out of the space vortex. It was a long-haired man with an indifferent expression.

He looked at the planet, which was extremely desolate and covered with sand everywhere.

Madara reported through telepathy: "I have arrived safely, please don't worry about what happens next."

"Well, if you think it's too troublesome, you don't have to be too cautious. The opponent's strength is originally at the planetary level, especially the physical skills. You have to be more careful."

Madara didn't answer, but he took it all in. Indeed, for him now, any energy-based attack could be neutralized, except for Taijutsu. He had heard of the power of Taijutsu in the Dragon Ball world, but even so, Madara was still superior in some ways.

Madara activated his full perception and closed his eyes. A few seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, most of the life information on this planet had been recorded in his mind.

"It seems they are all scattered."

Then he quickly rushed to the direction with the strongest aura. Although Madara had never seen Frieza, according to common sense, the one with the strongest aura should be him.

When an area resembling a village appeared in front of him, Madara stopped. Although it was still a long distance away, this place was just right.

Madara looked around and cast a summoning technique here.

"Just right here!"

The Outer Path Demon Statue appeared, no, it should be said that it was the Ten Tails. Qin Yang collected similar energy and made it specially for him.

Under Madara's control, the monster soon sank into the ground like a seed, took root and sprouted, and then a towering tree grew up.

Madara continued to form seals, and soon the ground behind him condensed into the shape of a ball.

The earth shook for a moment, and those who were fighting for the dragon ball in the village were attracted by the sound and all looked up at the sky.

Even Frieza didn't understand what was going on. Was someone playing tricks on him or was something unusual happening on this decaying planet?

Chapter 579 Confirmed

The huge rock rose slowly, and it seemed that its speed was not very fast, but in fact it was just a visual difference caused by the vast sky here. Because there was no reference object, the giant boulder was actually rising rapidly at this moment.

And at some point, a huge flower bud appeared on the top of the giant tree on the ground.

Frieza ordered his men, "Go quickly and see what's going on."

This is the affectation of people like him, and also a kind of arrogance. It is obvious that he is the fastest, but he is impatiently waiting for his subordinates to report through electromagnetic waves. If something really happens, it will definitely be too late.

It's just that so far, no one has been able to teach this little cosmic overlord a lesson.

But for them, it was too late. The boulder began to reflect light under the three times more sunlight. Although it was not very dazzling, it was enough. At this time, the huge flower bud opened, and a strange pattern was immediately projected on the boulder in the sky, circles with blood-red magatama on them.

And Madara's eyes had already begun to change.

Anyone in this area can see this thing. The unusual red light is beautiful yet mysterious.

Soon, everyone who saw this thing above their heads stopped moving, as if frozen by something. Frieza was no exception. After all, the power of this thing had nothing to do with it.

This is not really an infinite moon reading, but for the sake of overall influence, it is better to hypnotize them collectively, which is convenient. In other words, Madara can use such a large-scale move at will.

Madara appeared beside Frieza. Facing this strange creature he had never met before, Madara felt a deep sense of disgust. He gently touched Frieza with his hand, only needing a little bit of the other's chakra to be enough. In layman's terms, this is the energy in the other's body, or chi.

Through the perception of the skin, Madara began to absorb the chakra. Now, as long as he gets something with a smell on the other person's body, he can sense a lot of information. What he is doing now is to read Frieza's memory and check his past.

While reading, Madara was still maintaining a mental connection with Qin Yang. As long as Madara thought of something, Qin Yang would also know the information at the same time.

Madara quickly scanned the thick scroll in his mind. Many of the contents were not what he was looking for. The more scrolls there were, the more it proved how much experience this person had and how productive his life was.

And why are they scrolls? These memories are like raw data. Different people have different formats. In addition, hobbies, cognitive behavior habits, etc. are all different, so these raw memories have different appearances after being materialized.

Madara was a ninja, so anything with information in it would naturally be recorded on a scroll. If it were someone else, the scene in this memory space would likely be completely different.

It seems that this is the most troublesome thing, and Ban must read it carefully from the beginning.