Who would've thought… even Frieza and the others could transform?!

This was outrageous!

Absolutely insane!

Krillin stared at Cooler, face tense.

"We miscalculated. I thought that little white guy's tiny frame was harmless… I never expected him to become this powerful!"

"He even turned gold!"

Piccolo nodded, casting a worried glance at Gohan.

"Golden form…? If nothing goes wrong, then…"

"Frieza… probably has it too?!"

Everyone was stunned and immediately turned to look at Piccolo.

Yamcha cried out,

"Piccolo! Don't say stuff like that! If they all have it, that's terrifying!"

Piccolo said in a deep voice,

"Frieza's the leader. If he didn't have it, that would be more suspicious."

The group went silent.

Yeah… Frieza being unable to transform would be ridiculous!

Thinking about it, everyone couldn't help but start sweating for Gohan.

Up on the mountain—

Aishi watched with calm detachment, though his eyes briefly flashed with surprise.

Golden Cooler?

Where did that come from?

Aishi was confused. Was that form really that easy to master?

He looked at Gohan.

No need to even think about it—Gohan was doomed to lose!

Aishi was speechless.

Was this some kind of patch update or something?

They update the versions this fast now?

Below—

Gohan stood with a grim expression, eyes narrowed.

Golden Cooler…?!

His aura was terrifying!

Cooler looked at him, smirking with mockery.

"What's wrong? Scared stiff already?"

"You really thought you could kill us? You must be dreaming!"

Gohan replied firmly,

"We'll see once we fight!"

Cooler laughed,

"Exactly. Let's find out!"

He stomped down, and his body shot out like a missile—his speed too fast for the naked eye.

The ground beneath him was obliterated into dust the instant he moved!

In just a blink, Cooler was in front of Gohan. He converted his open palm into a fist, glowing with golden light!

With a force like a tidal wave, unstoppable and absolute, he punched straight for Gohan's chest!

This punch was unimaginably powerful—it made the air itself quake!

Gohan's pupils contracted.

So fast!

Instinctively, he tried to raise his arms to block.

But the next moment—

A heavy fist landed squarely on his face!

Gohan's face twisted, his body shot out like a cannonball!

He smashed through mountain after mountain, flying backward violently with no signs of stopping.

Cooler turned into a golden blur again, arriving ahead of Gohan mid-air. He clapped his hands together and slammed Gohan straight down into the earth!

BOOOOM!

A deafening explosion tore through the sky like thunder, shaking the very heavens!

Everyone's expressions changed dramatically.

Was he defeated already?!

Cooler shot down and grabbed the dazed Gohan by the collar.

Floating mid-air—

Gohan was covered in wounds.

Cooler stared coldly at him.

"Where's that fighting spirit from earlier?"

"Weren't you going to wipe us alien invaders out?"

"Well then—come on!!"

Gohan said nothing, but his eyes locked onto Cooler.

Cooler sneered,

"You're just like your father—completely useless… Is that it? Done already?"

Gohan stayed silent.

Cooler shook his head, disappointment flashing in his icy gaze.

"If this is all you've got… then go die!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand. Energy began gathering in his palm—a powerful golden sphere radiating a terrifying aura!

High above on the mountain—

Aishi finished paying for his meal.

It was time to act.

Although Gohan was strong, his mental resilience was still lacking. Just a few setbacks and he crumbled under the pressure.

Still too young.

Aishi had told him to forge his own path… but wasn't this a bit too rigid?

If you had a stronger form available, why not use it?

Aishi shook his head.

A true warrior needed both unwavering resolve and the flexibility to adapt.

Blind persistence only leads to failure.

But Aishi didn't plan to step in—overprotecting him wouldn't help Gohan grow.

Let's see what happens…

Elsewhere—

Piccolo's face changed drastically as he stared skyward.

"I can't just stand here and watch!"

"Huh?" Krillin was confused.

"Piccolo, what are you doing?!"

"I'm going to help Gohan!"

Krillin was startled and quickly said,

"You'll only get yourself killed!"

Piccolo grunted,

"I don't care!"

His body flared with white ki as he prepared to launch himself toward Cooler and Gohan.

But things rarely go according to plan—

Frieza, seeing his intent, smirked.

"Stop him."

In the next instant, a figure blocked Piccolo's path.

Shisami stepped forward with a sneer.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Piccolo broke into a cold sweat but didn't retreat.

"Out of my way!"

Without hesitation, Piccolo charged and engaged Shisami in close combat.

Unfortunately, after just five exchanges—

Piccolo was defeated.

"Goodbye…"

Cooler said coldly as the energy in his hand was about to be unleashed.

At that critical moment—

Gohan's pupils shook violently. His body trembled uncontrollably!

Then he saw something he would never forget for the rest of his life:

Shisami was holding Piccolo's severed head.

And his other hand had pierced through Piccolo's chest!

Blood poured down endlessly.

Piccolo looked at him… as if trying to say something.

Beside him, none of the warriors dared to move.

Standing in front of them… was a towering figure—

King Cold!

Gohan's mind went blank.

He was too weak.

Without his father and master's protection, he was nothing.

He couldn't even protect Piccolo.

He couldn't protect Earth either…

He didn't blame anyone else—he only hated that he wasn't strong enough!

In that moment—

His body began trembling violently. Rage and despair surged in his heart.

His cells began awakening at an uncontrollable pace!

Cooler was thrown back dozens of meters by the terrifying surge of power!

He glared at Gohan, shocked.

"What are you doing?!"

No reply.

Gohan's ki kept rising—escalating like a rocket!

For some unknown reason—

The skies turned black with thunder roaring through the heavens.

The entire planet trembled as the earth beneath their feet began to quake violently.

Molten magma burst out of newly formed fissures!

Everyone turned to look toward Gohan in horror.

Frieza narrowed his eyes.

"What's happening to that kid?"

Kuriza looked surprised too, then glanced at his father.

"Did he just watch his comrade get killed… and snap?"

Frieza nodded slightly.

"Seems like it. These filthy monkeys are always like that—if they can't win, they just go berserk!"

Aishi silently watched the scene unfold.

Clearly, seeing Piccolo get hurt had caused Gohan's awakening…

Beast Form.

Even Aishi was intrigued now.

That form could rival Ultra Instinct!

However…

Aishi's gaze shifted to the severely wounded Piccolo on the ground.

He should probably save them first.

Suddenly, Aishi appeared before Shisami—just in time to stop the killing blow.

Raising his right hand, Aishi pointed it at Shisami.

"Hakai (Destruction)."

In an instant—deep violet energy enveloped Shisami.

The space around him began to distort under the force of destruction energy!

"What?!"

Shisami looked at his body in horror as it began disintegrating.

He turned to Aishi,

"What… what did you do to me?!"

Aishi didn't respond.

Just like that, Shisami disappeared from existence—his screams fading into the void.

Not far away—

Krillin and the others were overjoyed.

"Aishi?!"

Aishi?!

Frieza quickly turned toward the voice.

King Cold and Kuriza also looked over.

So this is… Aishi?

Aishi ignored them all. He summoned green healing energy from his hands and directed it at Piccolo.

Thankfully, Piccolo wasn't dead yet. He could still be saved!

As the healing waves flowed into him, Piccolo's injuries slowly mended—the gaping hole in his chest began closing.

Piccolo pushed himself up with one hand, wiped the blood from his face, and smiled.

"Thanks… Aishi."

Aishi said nothing. The green glow faded as he turned to look toward Gohan.

He had ignored Frieza and the others completely.

Frieza and his group: "…"

Frieza's face twisted with frustration.

"So… you're Aishi?"

Aishi nodded.

"Yeah."

Frieza sneered.

"Were you planning to just let us destroy Tenshinhan and the others?"

Aishi glanced at him.

"Wouldn't make a difference. You couldn't kill them anyway."

Frieza's forehead bulged with veins—anger boiling within him.

"Don't think that just because you've got some power you can act all high and mighty… In front of me, you're nothing!"

Aishi raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly.

"I hope you can still say that in a few minutes."

Frieza's face darkened even more, but he suppressed the fury in his chest.

Instead, he turned to look at Cooler and Gohan again.

He needed to see—just what was happening to Gohan…

At that moment—

As his energy continued to climb, a dazzling silver-white aura erupted around Gohan.

His body was engulfed in radiant flames, emitting a terrifying pressure in all directions!

Cooler stared at him, eyes wide.

"What the hell is with this kid…?!"

Pink lightning crackled around the aura—dancing and crackling with power.

As the light faded, a new figure emerged—

Gohan's hair and eyebrows had turned silver-white.

His pupils had become crimson red.

His presence was overwhelming—so powerful that everyone around was left in stunned silence.

This was none other than…

Beast Form!!

(End of Chapter)

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