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[Start of the chapter]
Sometimes, he would feel lonely and confused—but he had never once given up on his dream of pursuing power. Under the witness of the boundless cosmos, Yamoshi's path of training was destined to be extraordinary. His heart brimmed with resolve and endless hope. Every time he trained until sweat poured down like rain, it became a cornerstone paving the way toward a brilliant future. After all, a Saiyan with a Primordial bloodline truly had limitless potential.
Yamoshi looked around in astonishment. A mysterious radiance flickered around him; every strand of light seemed to contain boundless energy and ancient secrets. His distinctive appearance was unforgettable: his eyes carried an inborn aura of royalty, his physique was powerful and tightly honed, and every line of muscle seemed to speak of battle glory and a legend of strength.
Where exactly was this place? Which universe did it belong to?
As he pondered in silence, Yamoshi felt an inexplicable thrill. As a fan who knew Dragon Ball's story inside and out, he felt an intense longing for this legendary cosmos. For him, finding a treasured land suitable for training wasn't just about better nurturing body and mind—it was about raising his own strength.
As a Saiyan from primordial times, Yamoshi's gift for power was exceptional. In that dazzling era, Saiyans not only ruled the cosmos—everyone had reached the legendary Great Ape transformation, a form so mighty that its battle power was unrivaled. Yet something even stronger than the "legendary bloodline" was the Primordial bloodline! Time flowed like tides, and the Saiyan bloodlines of old had gradually declined. The Great Ape power that once existed now remained only as a weak shadow in the golden-haired state. Only a very small number of god-tier Saiyans like Yamoshi inherited the Primordial bloodline, their entire bodies filled with strength beyond comparison.
Yamoshi had heard countless legends about the rise and fall of the Saiyan people—their past brilliance and their decline. He wasn't a one-and-only existence, but his lineage and power made him stand out among his own kind. Any Saiyan who had seen Yamoshi would be suppressed by his might, awe rising in their hearts. That only further hardened his confidence in his own power—and his determination to keep searching for a precious land.
Yamoshi realized that if he wanted to maintain both the glory of his race and his personal strength, he had to keep training and keep pushing forward. He decided to stop worrying about anything else and began roaming the farthest corners of the cosmos, seeking hidden, mysterious places.
He was filled with anticipation for Son Goku, Vegeta, and powerhouses like the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly—because the reason the Legendary Super Saiyan gets controlled by power is precisely the influence of bloodline. That impure energy can make a Saiyan turn savage and uncontrollable once their power reaches a certain level.
Even though he was the Saiyan progenitor, once he had achieved something in training, he could freely become a Great Ape even without a moon—and he would not lose his reason. This was different from Legendary Super Saiyans, low-class Saiyans, and mid-class Saiyans. Those Saiyans needed the moon's waves of light to transform, and after transforming they would lose their minds. Among the Saiyans on Planet Vegeta, only a tiny number of elite warriors could remain rational after becoming a Great Ape.
Inside Yamoshi's body, there was a deep-purple, indistinct bead. This bead came from an ancient legend, and no one had yet been able to unravel its mystery. However, on a bright, breezy morning, when sunlight gently brushed across Yamoshi's sleeping face, that bead seemed to sense something and suddenly released an extremely faint, nearly transparent gas. The gas made no sound at all as it quietly merged into Yamoshi's blood, flowing through the bloodline of that primordial Saiyan.
In an instant, Yamoshi felt a strange shock. A fierce, powerful force rampaged through him, as if it wanted to tear apart his flesh and find a path to break through. Yamoshi couldn't help but let out a painful cry. The force brought him agony beyond compare—yet it also foretold the awakening of some mysterious power.
As time passed, that force gathered more and more inside Yamoshi. To his shock, he discovered his power was rising at a terrifying speed. It felt endless, climbing without stopping. In an extremely short time, Yamoshi's battle power had traced back to nearly the level of the Saiyan royal clan from primordial times.
Now, within Yamoshi's bloodline, a deep-purple glow spread. As more violet energy fused into him, he felt his lineage undergoing a wondrous transformation—those ancient, magnificent powers of the Saiyan progenitors were converging, bit by bit, within his blood.
Finally, when the surge reached its absolute peak, Yamoshi felt the world within his heart violently quake—then gradually settle. His power began to slowly drop, but at the same time, he felt a kind of strength he had never known before. His progenitor Saiyan bloodline had sublimated into a supreme realm that could shake the soul.
That hazy wisp of violet energy seemed to have exhausted itself after completing its final mission. It quietly merged into Yamoshi's bloodline and raised no further ripples. The primordial power inside Yamoshi was gradually absorbed and fused by his strengthened bloodline, ultimately becoming an inseparable part of him.
(End of Chapter)
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