Rayden, Frieza, and Tagma emerged from the dimensional wall and were greeted by the sight of a magnificent palace standing tall amidst the mystical landscape of the Dragon God Realm.
"Frieza, you two wait here for a while. Don't wander off," Rayden instructed, glancing back. "If something happens, I won't be responsible!"
With that, he disappeared instantly using Instant Transmission.
After Rayden left, Frieza and Tagma began surveying their surroundings with curiosity.
"King Frieza," Tagma said, eyes sparkling, "only a palace as grand as this can reflect your status and power!"
He clearly had a plan—perhaps to take control of this palace with Frieza by his side.
"Hohoho~!"
Frieza chuckled, folding his arms proudly. "You're absolutely right, Tagma. From now on, this place belongs to me, Frieza."
Whoosh!
A sudden gust of wind sliced through the air, and a figure flew out from the palace.
"Huh?"
The man—Long Yi—paused midair, confused. He had sensed Rayden's energy just moments ago. But where had he gone?
Tagma, ever eager to impress, saw another opportunity to flatter Frieza and establish dominance.
"Hey, dragon-head! Get over here and pay your respects to King Frieza! He's the rightful ruler of this place now!"
Tagma had no idea that his words had just brought them to the brink of destruction.
"You should be punished for speaking so recklessly," Long Yi said coldly, a dark smile curling on his lips.
Flash!
In the blink of an eye, Long Yi appeared in front of them.
"How could this be?!"
Frieza was stunned. Even in his platinum form, he couldn't track the man's movements. A deep sense of dread crept into his chest.
He knew instantly—this wasn't someone he could afford to offend.
"Ahhhh!"
Before either of them could react, Long Yi began beating them ruthlessly. They had no time to defend, no chance to fight back. The pain was excruciating.
In seconds, both Frieza and Tagma were on the ground, bloody and motionless, faces frozen in terror.
Every punch from Long Yi pushed them to the brink of death—but he never let them cross that line. He was toying with them. They felt like they were dying, over and over again.
And then, Long Yi smiled wickedly. "You don't actually think this is over, do you?"
"What... What do you mean?" Frieza and Tagma stammered, completely dazed.
Long Yi raised his hand, and a golden light enveloped them. Their bodies instantly healed, injuries vanishing like they'd never been hurt.
"King Frieza, we're... we're fully healed!" Tagma exclaimed, tears of joy welling in his eyes.
But something felt off.
Before Frieza could respond—
BAM!
Long Yi resumed the assault without warning.
"Ahhh! Stop! Please!"
This wasn't a person—it was a demon in the guise of a man!
---
Meanwhile – West of the Dragon God Realm
Swish!
Rayden reappeared in front of Son Goku and the others using Instant Transmission.
"Goku, quickly finish off the evil dragon," Rayden said urgently. "I need your help with something else."
"Alright!" Goku responded, and the others nodded.
They each gathered their energy and released their signature techniques, obliterating the last remnants of the evil dragons.
As the dust settled, the seven fully restored Dragon Balls floated into the sky and began to glow. A brilliant golden light flashed as a radiant Shenron emerged, silent yet majestic. Without a word, Shenron soared toward the palace of the Dragon God Realm.
Son Gohan approached Rayden curiously.
"Uncle Rayden, did something happen on Earth?"
Rayden shook his head. "No, Gohan. Everything's fine. But just now, God of Destruction Beerus contacted me. He wants me to participate in the upcoming martial arts tournament between Universe 6 and Universe 7. Each universe will send ten fighters. He asked me to invite all of you."
"Will there be strong opponents from Universe 6?" Goku asked, eyes lighting up with excitement.
Rayden smirked. "I don't know how strong they'll be, but that fat cat—Champa—will be there. It's the perfect chance to avenge Broly."
Everyone's expression hardened.
"We were too easy on him last time."
"He won't escape this time!"
"I'm going to break every bone in that cat's body!"
"I want revenge for Uncle Broly too!"
Rayden raised his hands. "Alright, alright! Just follow my lead when the time comes."
He looked toward the sky. "Let's go back to the Dragon God Realm Palace. There are two idiots waiting for us there."
With that, he took Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Piccolo, Broly, Cell, and Paragus, and teleported them all back using Instant Transmission.
---
Back at the Dragon God Realm Palace
Swish!
Rayden and the others reappeared next to Long Yi.
Before Rayden could even open his mouth, two battered figures on the ground looked up with swollen faces and shouted weakly.
"Rayden! You're back! Get us out of here!"
Rayden blinked, stunned. The two barely looked human anymore—bruises, cuts, and puffed-up eyes made their faces nearly unrecognizable.
"What the hell happened to them?" he asked. "Did they cause trouble here?"
Long Yi chuckled, arms crossed. "They tried to claim the palace as theirs. So I gave them a lesson."
Frieza and Tagma could barely speak, but their minds screamed: A lesson?! You've beaten us hundreds of times! You healed us just to torture us again!
"We won't dare do it again!" Tagma cried, voice breaking. "Please let us go!"
Long Yi smirked. "Fine. I'll let you go this time."
He waved his hand once more, and their wounds disappeared in an instant.
"Thank you!" the two said together, bowing awkwardly despite their exhaustion.
Even if someone paid me, I'm never setting foot here again, Frieza thought.
Rayden turned to Long Yi. "Can you make something for me? A cloak that completely hides someone's presence—something that not even gods or angels can detect."
Long Yi thought for a moment. "If it's weaker beings, sure. But if the person tracking you is stronger than me, only Lord Salama himself could create such a cloak."
"I doubt even the Angels are stronger than Salama's guards. Just make ten cloaks for me."
Long Yi nodded. "Understood."
He raised his palm, and a golden circle formed on the ground. Within a minute, ten black cloaks, neatly folded, appeared in front of them.
Rayden walked over and picked them up, carefully storing them in his ring.
"You've been a great help, Long Yi. I owe you."
Long Yi smiled. "It's no trouble. Happy to help."
Rayden considered for a second. "Should we go greet Lord Salama?"
Long Yi shrugged. "Up to you."
Rayden shook his head. "Maybe next time. We've got business elsewhere."
"Very well."
Rayden waved his hand, creating another dimensional wall in front of the group.
The moment the wall appeared, Frieza and Tagma bolted toward it without hesitation.
The others waved goodbye to Long Yi and followed.
---
Back on Earth – Baozi Mountain, Seventh Universe
Rayden, Goku, Vegeta, Broly, Cell, Paragus, Piccolo, Gohan, Frieza, and Tagma reappeared atop Baozi Mountain in Earth's familiar atmosphere.
Frieza stumbled forward and pointed accusingly at Rayden.
"You tricked us! That place was a nightmare! I should have known you had bad intentions!"
Rayden merely smiled, completely unfazed. "I warned you not to stir up trouble. You can't blame me for your own stupidity."
Goku looked at Frieza, confused. "Wait... Frieza? Is that really Frieza?"
The others stared as well. This version of Frieza looked totally different—bruised, humiliated, and... strangely humbled.
The mighty emperor of fear, beaten so badly that even Goku felt a little sorry.
Frieza gritted his teeth and muttered, "Never again..."
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