Son Gohan's hands erupted in blazing flames, directly scorching Janemba's arms.
This time, Janemba no longer chuckled indifferently as before.
His face contorted in a grotesque grimace, revealing an expression of pain.
Son Gohan felt a surge of satisfaction, delivering a lightning-fast kick that directly struck Janemba's chest.
Janemba's chest was instantly caved in by the kick, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He stumbled backward, and Son Gohan closed in, raining down punches on Janemba's body like a storm.
The "bang, bang, bang" sounds echoed like muffled thunder.
The evil energy ball in the sky also grew larger and larger.
Janemba retreated repeatedly, his lost arms growing back.
However, his ki had diminished too severely; he couldn't even use his ability to dissipate into colorful particles anymore.
"Wah~"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, nearly splattering it on Son Gohan.
Son Gohan dodged to the side, his left hand darting out to grasp Janemba's neck.
Then, his right hand continuously unleashed punch after punch, sending Janemba's body flying up and down.
The scene was utterly bloody and brutal.
Vegeta shivered as he watched, recalling some unpleasant memories.
The beating continued for ten minutes with "bang, bang, bang."
"Die!" Son Gohan flung the limp Janemba into the sky with his left hand, then unleashed a Kamehameha with his right.
The immensely powerful, thick energy beam, like a blue, electrified azure dragon, instantly engulfed Janemba.
"Ah~"
Janemba let out a scream, his body rapidly vaporizing and dissipating, until he finally vanished completely into the air.
Son Gohan exhaled, looked up at the shimmering evil energy ball in the sky, then clenched his right hand in the air, his fingers suddenly contracting.
"Boom!!!"
The evil energy ball exploded and was purified.
Crystalline energy rained down from the sky.
The air throughout the entire Other World was refreshed, becoming cool and clear.
With Janemba's disappearance, the barrier placed over King Yemma's palace also crumbled.
King Yemma finally regained control over the Underworld.
He quickly began to operate.
The spirits of the dead in the Human World who hadn't been eliminated drifted away with the wind, returning to the Other World.
Order was re-established between the Other World and the Human World, becoming orderly once more.
But there were some exceptions.
For example, Chi-Chi and Ox-King on King Kai's planet did not return to the Other World, nor did their physical bodies disappear, though they now had halos above their heads.
Vegeta, who was seriously questioning life, also had a halo above his head, but his physical body was preserved.
Inside King Yemma's palace, King Yemma smiled slightly, put away his stamp, and silently claimed his credit.
Before the passage between Hell and the Human World closed, Piccolo, a successful individual who had successfully fused with the Old Kami, also returned to the Other World... Son Gohan flashed into the main hall of King Yemma's palace.
In front of him was the colossal King Yemma.
Seeing Son Gohan, King Yemma greeted him with a smile, rising to his feet.
His massive body was like a small mountain, yet he appeared kind and approachable at this moment.
"Thank you, Gohan. Without your help, the Other World would have been doomed this time, and the Human World would have faced disaster. This is truly a great accomplishment, Gohan. Do you have any requests? Feel free to state them."
Son Gohan smiled faintly, "Since that's the case, I'll be direct. Can you credit this deed to my mother and grandfather this time? Can they be directly brought back to life?"
"Bringing them back to life directly is certainly not possible; I don't have that power. But please rest assured, I have already preserved their physical bodies for both of them. With their physical bodies, it's essentially no different from being alive."
"Hmm, then thank you, King Yemma-sama."
"You're welcome, it's my duty," King Yemma said with a smile.
With the matter settled, Son Gohan looked at King Yemma with much more favor.
King Yemma wasn't as rigid as he had imagined; he had already taken action without even being told.
Having connections was indeed terrifying.
But then again, he should have had connections a long time ago... Son Gohan looked at King Yemma again.
"Ahem!" King Yemma added, "Oh, right, Vegeta contributed a lot this time, even if he didn't earn merit, by delaying Janemba for quite some time. Plus, Trunks cleared out a large number of evil spirits in the Human World, so I also preserved Vegeta's physical body."
"Oh," Son Gohan nodded.
He didn't care about this at all.
Whether Vegeta's body was preserved or not had nothing to do with him.
Speaking of which, Vegeta had beaten him several times when he was young.
But there was no need to beat him back now.
After all, he still had to consider Aunt Bulma and Trunks' feelings.
However, since he was already in the Other World, he planned to meet Vegeta later.
His purpose was clear.
Vegeta possessed a skill he wanted to learn: the Artificial Moon.
Son Gohan stared at King Yemma and asked, "King Yemma-sama, can I come to the Other World again in the future?"
King Yemma quickly replied, "Yes, of course you can. It's an ironclad rule that the dead cannot go to the Human World, but there's no clear rule about whether the living can come to the Other World. As long as Gohan isn't afraid of being polluted by the evil ki of the Other World, you can come anytime."
"Hmm, then that's all for now," Son Gohan nodded.
Then he looked at his old companions standing blankly nearby.
Those faces that were both familiar and somewhat strange.
His former companions had excited expressions on their faces, but they also seemed a little nervous, which Son Gohan found a bit perplexing.
Excitement was understandable, but what did nervousness mean?
Then, Son Gohan also saw Fortuneteller Baba.
"Huh? Fortuneteller Baba? So you really are here?" Son Gohan asked in surprise.
Fortuneteller Baba looked at Son Gohan, thinking to herself, 'I don't know you.'
This sudden greeting caught her off guard.
"Uh, yes, what's wrong?" Fortuneteller Baba asked.
She knew he was Son Goku's son, but they had never met.
Son Gohan said, "It's nothing now. I went to your palace twice before to look for you, but couldn't find you."
Fortuneteller Baba suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's it. The Other World has been too busy. King Yemma-sama conscripted me to help out here for several years."
"..."
"Oh, right, is Grandpa Master Roshi dead?" he asked.
Fortuneteller Baba was Master Roshi's sister, so presumably, no one knew his whereabouts better than her.
"Muten? No, no, that guy, along with Puar and Oolong, is hiding in a submarine in the East Sea. I remember it that way, but that was several years ago, so I don't know if they've changed locations now."
Son Gohan fell silent again.
He had thought Master Roshi was dead.
But he was actually hiding?
Does he still not know that the Androids are dead?
He hasn't shown up until now.
However, then again, Master Roshi doesn't seem to be able to sense ki? He wasn't entirely sure.
If he really couldn't sense ki, then it seemed there was no problem.
"What about Korin?" Son Gohan asked again.
He asked all the things he didn't know in one go.
Clearing his mind was good for his body.
Fortuneteller Baba sighed, "Alas, he died. Speaking of which, it was his gluttony that caused it. That day, he wanted to eat fish, so he went to the Human World and ended up encountering the Androids."
"As for the specific details of how he died, I'm not very clear..."
"Uh..."
In that case, Korin was quite unlucky.
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