Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

Sun Wukong grinned, put on his sunglasses, and pushed up the frames.

Then he took a deep breath and looked toward the direction of the white light in the distance.

However, upon closer inspection, the white light became increasingly brighter due to the increasing distance.

The sunglasses couldn't block the blinding light at all.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, quickly took off his glasses, and kept rubbing his eyes.

His eyes were red and his tears wouldn't stop flowing.

"Bang!"

The somersault cloud carrying Sun Wukong crashed into a steep cliff.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Sun Wukong fell from the high cliff, his body tumbling several times in the air.

As he approached the ground, Sun Wukong immediately adjusted his body, flipped over, and landed steadily.

Sun Wukong rubbed his sore body, bared his teeth, and grinned.

He rubbed his eyes again, forcing a helpless smile onto his face.

"What's going on?" Sun Wukong was a little confused, scratching his head. "Aren't the sunglasses working?"

He put his sunglasses back on and looked up at the sun again.

The sunlight becomes softer through the lenses, making it pleasant to look at the sun.

Why do my eyes feel particularly uncomfortable when I look at that white light?

Sun Wukong was completely baffled and frowned.

"Gohan, Krillin, and Piccolo's ki are all there." Goku rubbed his chin and muttered softly, "The three of them are still alive... Of those two Saiyans, one's ki disappeared a moment ago, but the other's is still there!"

He paused, then closed his eyes and tried to feel it.

"I wonder who's fighting that Saiyan. There's a strange aura at the scene, not very strong. Could it be this person fighting them?"

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, a hint of doubt in his gaze.

"Snapped!"

He leaped onto the somersault cloud again, his feet landing on the golden clouds.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and pointed forward with his large hand.

The somersault cloud carried him, flying towards the direction where Solo was.

This time, however, Sun Wukong dared not look at that dazzling white light again.

He turned his head, turning his face to one side, using only his peripheral vision to confirm the direction.

A golden somersault cloud streaked across the sky, drawing ever closer to the desolate plain shrouded in white light.

It's flying really fast.

"call out!"

Sun Wukong suddenly felt something flash past him.

Sun Wukong subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

Soon, Sun Wukong noticed a creature with pointed hair flying away at an extremely fast speed.

The person's figure appeared to be fleeing for their life, moving at an astonishing speed.

"What speed!" Goku stopped the Flying Nimbus and looked at Vegeta flying away with surprise.

He scratched his head, his brows furrowing slightly.

Just as Sun Wukong was a little confused.

"call out!"

The white, shimmering light was hurtling towards them at high speed.

The white light moved even faster than the person from before.

Sun Wukong turned around and saw that his eyes had unfortunately been hit.

"what!"

Sun Wukong exclaimed in surprise and instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes.

At that moment, Sun Wukong's expression changed in fright, and he hurriedly manipulated his somersault cloud to descend to the ground.

"Goku, over here!" Krillin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted excitedly at Son Goku, waving frantically.

"Dad, we're here!" Son Gohan was so excited that tears streamed down his face, making his little face turn bright red.

"Go get him," Piccolo said to Krillin and Gohan in a low voice. "His eyes have already been affected."

Without further hesitation, the two immediately leaped up and came to Sun Wukong's side.

"Krillin? Gohan?" Although Goku's eyesight was not very good, he could still sense their presence.

He blinked a few times, but his vision was still blurry.

"Goku, you're finally here!" Krillin breathed a long sigh of relief, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

Piccolo flew over from a distance and landed gently beside Goku.

"What on earth happened?" Sun Wukong asked, rubbing his eyes, somewhat amused and exasperated, his eyelids still twitching. "What was that white light?"

"Goku, weren't you wearing sunglasses?" Krillin pointed to the sunglasses Goku was wearing above his forehead, looking confused. "How did you still get caught?"

"I don't know what's wrong." Sun Wukong shook his head, took off his sunglasses to look at them, then put them back on. "The sunglasses are completely useless."

"Huh?" Klin scratched his bald head, pondering in a low voice, "Even sunglasses aren't working? Is this some kind of magical attack?"

"What exactly happened?" Sun Wukong asked hurriedly, his tone filled with urgency.

Krillin immediately told Goku everything that had happened.

From the arrival of Vegeta and Nappa to the deaths of Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and Tien Shinhan.

Klin's voice grew softer and softer, his fists clenched tighter.

"Le Ping... dumplings... Tianjin rice..." Sun Wukong was filled with grief and indignation, his teeth grinding together and his eyes reddening.

"Dumplings have already died twice," Krillin sighed helplessly, lowering his head. "I'm afraid they can never be brought back to life."

Sun Wukong remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and glanced in the direction of Naba again.

"Ah...ah..."

Naba was still alive and struggling.

His two severed bodies lay in a pool of blood, his only remaining hand clawing weakly at the ground.

However, his condition was very bad!

His body was cut in half at the waist, one arm was severed, and there was a hole in his thigh.

Blood stained the soil beneath him, and his breathing was weak and rapid.

Fortunately, Saiyans are quite resilient; an ordinary person would have been dead long ago.

Saiyans are indeed very resilient. After all, in the original story, Vegeta's heart was pierced by Frieza's beam, yet he was still able to say several more words.

"This guy is still alive!" Klin exclaimed in surprise, his lips twitching.

Bick and the others walked over and appeared beside Naba.

Several people formed a circle, looking down at the mutilated body on the ground.

"Damn it!" Nappa clenched his fists, his face contorted with rage as he glared at Sun Wukong and the others, his eyes filled with resentment. "This shouldn't be happening! You bunch of ants! It should be you guys who die!"

"That Vegeta who came with you," Piccolo chuckled smugly, a smirk playing on his lips, "is in a terrible state now! You're doomed!"

"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Nappa gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice trembling with pain. "Vegeta will definitely kill him, and then it will be your death day!"

"Bang!"

Piccolo slammed his palm down, the force of which shot out from his palm, instantly ending Naba's life.

Naba's head was tilted to one side, his eyes were still open, and his body was completely still.

"Pah!" Piccolo spat at Nappa again, his eyes icy. "Trash!"