Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 59 Piccolo Destroys the Moon

Through his interactions with King Kai, Goku learned more about cosmic energy and soul cultivation.

King Kai told Goku that every soul contains immense energy, and that by awakening and mastering this energy, one can break through their own limits. Goku began to delve into the mysteries of soul energy. On a quiet night on King Kai's planet, he sat alone on a mountaintop, meditating and contemplating, feeling the rhythm of his own soul.

Sun Wukong's relationship with Bubbles and Gregory grew increasingly close. Bubbles became his training partner, using its immense power to spar with Sun Wukong during training, helping him better master the use of his power. Gregory, on the other hand, would accompany him when he cultivated his soul energy, using its unique sensory abilities to protect Sun Wukong and prevent external interference.

Sun Wukong knew that the day he would return to Earth was drawing ever closer. His heart was filled with longing for his family and friends, and also with anticipation for the challenges to come. Every moment of his training on King Kai's Planet was dedicated to defeating the invading Saiyans and protecting everything he loved upon his return to Earth.

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At the summit of a remote, misty mountain, Piccolo is conducting an extremely rigorous training exercise with the young but infinitely promising Son Gohan.

A solitary peak pierces the sky, like a sword cutting through the heavens. Its cliffs rise thousands of feet, steep and precipitous, jagged and rugged, as if cleaved by a giant axe. "The peaks reach the sky, barely an inch away; withered pines hang upside down, clinging to the precipice." Those few ancient pines, rooted in the crevices of the rocks, stand tenaciously against the biting north wind, their branches gnarled and their needles frosted. The peaks reach into the clouds, connecting with the sky, where only the howling wind can be heard, further emphasizing their towering and perilous height. Like a giant standing alone in the vast Gobi Desert, they witness the vicissitudes of time, telling tales of endless solitude and pride.

"Hmph, Gohan, if you want to survive in this perilous world and protect everything you cherish, you must undergo countless trials and tribulations, overcoming the limits of both your mind and body!" Piccolo's expression was stern, but his eyes revealed a hint of expectation for Gohan's future.

Piccolo swung his hands sharply, lifting Gohan up like a chick, then used his waist and abdomen to hurle Gohan towards a giant boulder on the mountaintop. Gohan's small body tumbled helplessly in the air, accompanied by the whistling wind, and finally landed heavily beside the boulder with a "thud," kicking up a cloud of dust.

Night fell slowly, as dark as ink. The temperature on the mountaintop plummeted, and the wind grew increasingly biting. Exhausted, Son Gohan's eyes gradually closed, and he drifted into a deep sleep.

Piccolo crossed his legs and slowly rose into the air, hovering in mid-air. His dark green body stood like a statue in the night, his cold gaze fixed on the sleeping Gohan below. Although he felt a pang of pity, he knew that only through such cruel trials could Gohan's hidden power awaken.

At this moment, the bright moon rose silently in the sky, a full moon hanging brightly in the inky sky, its light like a silver waterfall cascading down, covering mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas. The earth seemed to be covered with a layer of dreamlike frost, and all things revealed their subtle beauty in this clear and bright light. Its perfect outline was like a jade plate sculpted by the most exquisite craftsmanship of nature, flawless and full, so beautiful that it took one's breath away, captivated by its beauty without even realizing it.

Awakened from his sleep by the urge to urinate, Son Gohan groggily rubbed his eyes and staggered to his feet. Inadvertently, he looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. In an instant, a mysterious and powerful force surged within him like a raging tide. His Saiyan bloodline seemed to be ignited by the full moon's radiance; the Brut Ray of the full moon, like a key to unlock a forbidden door, pierced directly into Son Gohan's eyes, then swept up his entire body along his furry tail.

Gohan's body began to expand at an astonishing speed, his muscles bulging rapidly like air being inflated, and his bones making cracking sounds as if they were being reshaped. His eyes gradually filled with blood red, and he let out a deep and wild roar, transforming into a huge and ferocious Great Ape.

Piccolo was startled by the sudden commotion. When his gaze fell upon Gohan, who was as tall as a mountain and exuded an aura of endless rage, an unprecedented sense of panic welled up within him.

Wherever Son Gohan went, boulders were easily torn apart, some even crushed into powder by his enormous hands. Mountains trembled violently under his rampage, as if they would collapse at any moment.

"This power... is truly terrifying! If we let it continue to destroy without restraint, Earth will probably be destroyed before those Saiyans even invade!" Piccolo was extremely anxious, his thoughts racing like wild horses.

Piccolo's mind instantly conjured up the scene of his battle with Raditz against Goku. Raditz's arrogant yet warning words echoed in his ears: "The full moon on the night of the full moon is when the Saiyans are at their strongest. At that time, we will be invincible!" At this moment, Piccolo suddenly realized that the root of all this was that damned moon and Gohan's tail.

Piccolo tried to get close to Gohan, knowing that only by stopping Gohan's madness could he save the Earth from destruction. He moved through the air like a ghost, trying to find an opening in Gohan's attack.

However, after transforming into a Great Ape, Gohan's strength increased dramatically, and his attacks became completely unpredictable. Each punch generated a howling gust of wind, the massive force of the punch cutting through the air like a sharp blade, making it difficult for Piccolo to get close. Whenever Piccolo approached, he was forced back by Gohan's powerful attack waves, and several times he narrowly escaped being struck by Gohan's pillar-thick arms—a blow that would have had unimaginable consequences.

"What should we do? Is there really no way?" Beads of sweat, large as beans, glistened in the moonlight on Bick's forehead.

Piccolo circled rapidly in the air, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. His gaze kept falling on Gohan's constantly wagging tail, and a thought flashed through his mind: cutting off his tail might restore him to normal. However, Gohan was currently in an extremely berserk state, and if he forcibly cut it off, Piccolo would likely seriously injure Gohan in the process of struggling and resisting. Piccolo was caught in a fierce internal struggle, his hands unconsciously clenching and unclenching.

Suddenly, a resolute glint flashed in Piccolo's eyes. "Only by destroying the moon can we perhaps completely sever the source of this power!"