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

Chapter 294 The Method of Resurrection

Vegeta's muscles tensed, his aura surging wildly as he roared like an enraged beast. A powerful shockwave emanated from him, causing trees to sway and leaves to fly everywhere. Then, with a powerful leap, Vegeta shot into the sky like a meteor, hovering in mid-air. He looked down at Gohan, his overwhelming presence making it difficult for those on the ground to breathe.

With an indomitable rage burning in his eyes, Gohan completely disregarded the powerful pressure emanating from Vegeta, and with a sudden burst of power from his legs, he shot straight into the sky like a cannonball to confront Vegeta.

Vegeta stared coldly at Gohan, his voice low and threatening: "Since you're so stubborn, then be prepared to bear the consequences!"

Gohan didn't respond, but instead roared and charged at Vegeta with a punch. Vegeta snorted coldly, his figure flashing, and he delivered a sharp chop to Gohan's neck. Gohan felt a sharp pain, his body swayed uncontrollably, his steps faltered, and his movements slowed.

Vegeta seized the opportunity, grabbing Gohan by the hair and raining down knee strikes on Gohan's abdomen. Gohan's face was contorted in pain, but he gritted his teeth, enduring the pain without making a sound. His hands hung limply at his sides, and for a moment he was powerless to fight back.

On the ground, Bulma was extremely anxious, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, her eyes filled with worry: "What should we do? If this continues, Gohan will be killed!"

Dende clenched his fists, his little face filled with anxiety: "Gohan, brother..."

Piccolo looked up at Vegeta, who was wreaking havoc in the sky, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Starlight twinkled above Shang Yun's head as he slowly rose to a height of three feet before disappearing into the void.

Vegeta flung Gohan away, and at the same time, his other hand swiftly gathered a dazzling energy wave, which he unleashed upon Gohan without hesitation. Gohan was struck by the powerful impact and plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

Just as Son Gohan was about to crash heavily to the ground, Shang Yun appeared like a ghost, steadily extending his arms and tightly embracing Son Gohan.

Vegeta landed gracefully, his boots slamming down and kicking up a cloud of dust. He glanced at Shang Yun, his eyes full of disdain: "What, you think you can stop me like a mantis trying to stop a chariot?"

Shang Yun met Vegeta's gaze without flinching, his tone firm: "Vegeta, Gohan has a godfather, and that's me!"

Upon hearing this, Vegeta tilted his head back and let out a piercing sneer, his laughter filled with contempt: "Hmph! So what?" As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly raised his right arm, his five fingers slowly spreading out, and in his palm, an energy blast rapidly condensed, its light dazzling, ready to be fired at Shang Yun at any moment.

At this critical moment, Piccolo appeared behind Vegeta like a ghost, pressing his hand heavily on Vegeta's shoulder, his voice low yet extremely intimidating: "Vegeta, stop!"

Vegeta froze, turning to look at Piccolo, a flicker of resentment in his eyes as he worried that Piccolo had joined forces with Shang Yun. Finally, he snorted coldly, dissipating the energy in his hands, and crossed his arms: "Hmph! A bunch of unreasonable bastards!" With a roar, Vegeta's aura surged, accompanied by rolling waves of energy, and he vanished from everyone's sight like a shooting star.

Son Gohan lay weakly in Shang Yun's arms, his eyes red and brimming with tears. He bit his lower lip, his voice trembling with emotion, "Daddy will definitely come back... he will..."

Shang Yun looked at Son Gohan with heartache, gently pressing one hand on his back and continuously channeling his inner energy to ease his pain. Shang Yun comforted him softly, "Gohan, don't worry, Goku will definitely come back safely. He's so strong, he'll be alright."

Seeing Vegeta vanish into the sky in a blur, Dende was frantic. He swung his short legs frantically, rushing over like a bullet. "Hold on, Gohan!" His face was flushed red, and his voice was trembling with tears.

Shang Yun frowned, carefully crouching down and gently placing Son Gohan on the soft grass with both hands. Dende came to Gohan's side, placing his hands on Gohan's body, a soft green light emanating from his palms, slowly covering Gohan's wounded body. As the green light flickered, Gohan's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the pain on his face slowly faded.

Dende was completely focused, the green light in his hands growing brighter as he continuously healed Gohan's injuries. While working, he couldn't help but complain, "Gohan, you were too impulsive this time! Have you forgotten that the Namekian Dragon Balls can revive everyone countless times?"

Son Gohan's previously dim eyes instantly lit up, and he abruptly stood up from the grass, excitedly slapping his forehead: "That's right! How could I have forgotten about this!"

Just then, Bulma walked over with hurried steps and a solemn expression, dousing everyone's hopes with a bucket of cold water: "Although the Dragon Balls have this effect, Goku and Krillin still can't be revived."

"Aunt Bulma, why? Why can't Daddy and Uncle Krillin be revived?" Gohan asked, his face full of confusion, his eyes dimming instantly, his voice filled with anxiety.

Bulma sighed helplessly and patiently explained, "The Dragon Balls can revive the dead on the spot. Or like Kami recreating Chiaotzu's body, that would be fine too. But Goku and Krillin sacrificed themselves on Namek, and Namek has now exploded, turning into a void of space. Even if they were revived with the Dragon Balls, they could only appear in that desolate space. Moreover, that area is not under King Kai's jurisdiction, so..."

Son Gohan's once radiant face instantly dimmed, the light in his eyes seemed to have been extinguished by a cold wind, leaving only endless despair. His lips trembled slightly, and his voice was choked with emotion: "No, it can't be..." His body swayed, almost losing his balance, and Dende quickly stepped forward to support Son Gohan.

The air seemed to freeze instantly; the birdsong and rustling leaves vanished without a trace. Gohan bit his lower lip, large tears welling in his eyes. Memories of his time with Goku flashed through his mind—scenes of training and fighting side-by-side. "Dad was so strong, how could he… not even have a chance to be resurrected…" Gohan murmured to himself, his fists clenching unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Just as everyone was immersed in their disappointment, Shang Yun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly slapped his forehead: "Wait! Have you forgotten something important?"