The Strongest Legend of Dragon Ball Chapter 925 “Domain” world
Xiaya’s gaze was fixed on the two distinct energies held within his palms, pondering for a moment their entirely different natures.
While the power of the Super Saiyan God possessed a delicate and gentle quality, suitable for healing and proving an excellent foundation for future development, the dark golden hybrid energy was equally remarkable and offered the highest potential for transcendence if chosen as the basis. The Super Saiyan God’s energy, akin to soft rain, had a lower starting point but was mild, whereas the hybrid energy began at a high point but was challenging to control.
Gazing at the vibrant red and gold energies swirling in his hands, Xiaya found himself in a quandary.
Which of these forces should he select to build the foundation for his upcoming breakthrough?
After more than ten minutes of contemplation, indecision still plagued him. He hesitated repeatedly, then let out a sigh, finally resolving his inner conflict. The red energy in his hand was dispersed, and his attention shifted to the energy emitting a faint, purple-golden radiance.
“I will use this to establish a solid foundation first. As for how to achieve breakthroughs in the future, that will be determined then!”
Deep down, he had a nascent realization that abandoning either power was not an option. His Saiyan bloodline made the Super Saiyan God power the most fitting for his physique. Simultaneously, due to the unique abilities he'd possessed since childhood, the hybrid energy served as an extension of those very powers.
One focused on the physical body, the other on the spirit, yet both converged in the realm of gods.
Nevertheless, at this present moment, Xiaya had tentatively chosen the hybrid energy as his core.
Swoosh~
With his decision made, a cold glint flashed in Xiaya’s golden eyes, and an invisible pressure radiated outwards. All beings on Planet Yardrat, save for Meifei next door, felt an intense oppression. Rustling sounds filled the air as the potent pressure surged in every direction like an overwhelming tide.
The entire Planet Yardrat began to quake, and small stones, as if caught in a powerful field, lifted from the ground and hovered in the air.
Next door, Meifei, who had been meditating cross-legged on her bed, sensed Xiaya’s aura and opened her eyes, a hint of seriousness in her gaze.
“Dad, is he breaking through?”
A flicker of excitement crossed Meifei’s beautiful face. Her green hair billowed as she stood up and exited her room.
By now, Xiaya’s room was enveloped by a majestic and surging torrent of energy. These energies converged, forming a miniature vortex that continuously spun around his body. Under Xiaya’s precise control, all the dark golden energies were contained within a 10-meter radius of his person, without a hint of chaos. A minuscule leak could potentially devastate an entire planet.
Even so, Planet Yardrat as a whole was enduring an overwhelming trial.
As time progressed, the pressure emanating from Xiaya’s body did not diminish; instead, it intensified. Paradoxically, the interference beyond the 10-meter boundary lessened.
The dark golden energy coursed through every vein and muscle, gradually permeating each cell. Old cells were rapidly replaced by new ones, and in a short span, every cell within his body had undergone strengthening.
Boom, boom, boom!
The oppressive aura expanded outwards in successive waves, piling upon each other like breakers crashing against a shore. Yet, upon reaching the 10-meter mark from his body, the pressure seemed to strike an invisible barrier and rebound back into him.
Raising his hand, Xiaya casually swept through the air, and a dazzling beam of light streaked forth. With a swift whoosh, a massive spatial distortion appeared.
This was a pocket dimension that Xiaya had created himself.
At this juncture, Xiaya focused his intense gaze upon this dimensional rift, continuously channeling the energy from his hand towards it.
Whoosh…
As an unending stream of energy poured into the dimensional space, the fragile dimensional barrier was repeatedly pushed outwards, causing the space within to continuously expand.
And when the expansion of space reached its absolute limit…
With a thunderous boom, as if the very heavens and earth were being torn asunder, the dimensional space abruptly ruptured. The energy that had been infused within exploded outwards instantaneously, akin to an energy eruption at the heart of a singularity, swiftly merging with the surrounding chaotic matter to form intricate and turbulent patterns.
The dimensional space gradually waned, disappearing from view.
Although the dimensional space was no longer visible to the naked eye, Xiaya knew it had not vanished but had transformed into a different state of existence.
“The dark golden hybrid energy has merged with the power of space-time, the power of order, and the power of miracle. Only when I build upon the foundation of space-time power, use the power of order as the pillar, and the power of miracle as the beam, like constructing a house, by organically weaving these three energies together, can this nascent world be considered complete.”
With those words, a dark golden energy enveloped Xiaya, gradually unfurling like a cocoon. It slowly separated into three distinct energies: the power of space-time, the power of order, and the power of miracle. Then, as if shedding layers from the cocoon, he channeled all these energies into the fractured expanse.
Under the influence of the dark golden energy, the three powers established a clear hierarchy, ceasing to be disparate elements and instead beginning a gradual fusion.
The power of space-time expanded the dimensions of the void, the power of order solidified the void’s structure, and the power of miracle served as the binding agent. It was analogous to a person’s skeletal structure, physical body, and soul. Only when all three components were whole could an individual possess the potential for growth.
However, conceiving of this was simple; actualizing it presented a different challenge.
Just as the “dimensional space” was beginning to coalesce, before Xiaya could feel a surge of elation, a sudden rupture occurred, plunging everything within into chaos and collapsing back into a singular “point.”
“No, this is incorrect!”
Observing the unexpectedly destroyed dimensional space, Xiaya became engrossed in contemplation. Certain crucial elements remained absent.
An individual’s capacity for growth and their actual attainment of that growth are not necessarily correlated. Countless variables interfere! It was akin to abandoning an infant in the wilderness. Regardless of their innate talent, the child would be unable to flourish independently.
Essential nurturing is indispensable!
Only through the assistance of external forces can this “infant” surmount its most vulnerable phase and develop! Nevertheless, it is vital to recognize that this is merely a prerequisite. Xiaya understood that, beyond the necessary care, the extent to which this “infant” could truly thrive also depended significantly on the advantages conferred by its inherent conditions.
With this realization, his mind seemed to spark with new ideas.
Instantly, he gestured, causing the dark golden energy to cordon off an empty region. Following the established method, another “dimensional space” materialized before him.
This “dimensional space” was nurtured within the embrace of the dark golden energy, much like an infant slumbering in a secure cradle.
Subsequently, Xiaya meticulously unraveled strands of space-time power, order power, and miracle power from the dark golden energy. With meticulous precision, he gauged the stability of the nascent “dimensional space,” gradually introducing each power in appropriate measures, thread by thread.
Triumph frequently emerges from myriad missteps. Following numerous failed attempts, at long last…
“Domain, complete!”
As Xiaya uttered these words softly, the environs of Planet Yardrat witnessed a dramatic shift in atmospheric conditions. Lightning split the sky, and thunder rumbled, as if heralding the advent of a new realm. A golden, auspicious luminescence washed over the entire Northern Region, bestowing a radiant glow.
Roar!
A five-clawed golden dragon, wreathed in burning golden flames, ascended into the heavens, its thunderous roar reverberating across the sky.
On Planet Yardrat, all inhabitants who had endured the preceding “ordeal” emerged from their dwellings upon hearing the commotion. Gazing upward, they beheld the majestic, sacred golden dragon, appearing as a divine entity. They promptly prostrated themselves on the ground, offering continuous, devout obeisance.
“Dragon God-sama!”
“Golden Flame Divine Dragon!”
Roar!
After completing nine circuits around Planet Yardrat, the colossal dragon transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished. Yet, the awe-inspiring spectacle remained indelibly imprinted upon the memory of every Yardratian.
“I hadn’t anticipated the phenomenon causing such a significant stir.”
A smile touched Xiaya’s lips as he regarded the domain he had fashioned with evident satisfaction.
Then, with a wave of his hand, the newly established domain condensed into a semi-transparent, violet sphere that hovered within his palm. Within this sphere, dozens of faintly discernible purple-golden lines, resembling serpentine dragons, intertwined.
The domain sphere embodied two centuries of Xiaya’s rigorous cultivation and signified the trajectory he envisioned for his own transcendence.
“The bones of space-time, the flesh of order, and the soul of miracle—when essence, energy, and spirit converge, with the passage of time, it may evolve into an entirely new cosmos.”
“But this is still insufficient!”
Xiaya offered a faint smile, acutely aware that the current domain world remained superficial and internally precarious. Though it contained rudimentary chaotic matter, it was akin to the primordial state preceding Pangu’s creation of the heavens and earth – not yet a true world.
With a mere snap of his fingers, Xiaya brought an end to the domain space that had been held within his palm. He then sank into profound thought, striving to comprehend the universe's subtle and inherent principles.