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

Chapter 247 The Last Hope

Shang Yun slowly released his grip on Sun Wukong's hand, his eyes filled with encouragement and trust. Sun Wukong was breathing heavily, his body still trembling slightly from his previous severe injuries, but he still forced himself to raise his hands high above his head. Every inch his arms were raised seemed to require all his strength, his face showing a pained yet determined expression.

Seeing that Frieza was merely staring coldly at Sun Wukong without making any move, Shang Yun didn't act rashly either. He simply took a steady step forward, firmly standing between Sun Wukong and Frieza. Shang Yun held his breath, focusing his aura on Sun Wukong, keenly sensing any changes in his aura. At the same time, his peripheral vision was fixed on Frieza, not missing any of the other's subtle movements.

At this moment, a sliver of starlight flickered above Shang Yun's head, casting a cold, incongruous glow on the tense battlefield. Shang Yun remained steadfast in place, his muscles taut, ready to respond to any potential attack from Frieza, protecting the Goku gathering his vital energy behind him.

Seeing this, Frieza narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in them. He tilted his head, a disdainful smile playing on his lips, and said sarcastically, "Hmph, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you out of your mind from your serious injuries, doing something inexplicable here?"

Piccolo frowned upon seeing Goku's actions, his mind filled with doubt. He thought to himself, "What is Goku trying to do? He has very little power left, yet he is still accumulating energy. It's really hard to fathom."

At this moment, Krillin, who was also watching Goku's actions closely, suddenly had a flash of realization in his eyes, and then excitedly shouted, "I know, it's the Spirit Bomb!"

"What?" Piccolo looked surprised and turned to Krillin, hurriedly asking, "What is a Spirit Bomb?"

Krillin, slightly out of breath, calmed his excitement and explained, "The Spirit Bomb is a special technique that King Kai taught Goku. It's incredibly powerful! It requires gathering the energy of heaven and earth to unleash. On Namek, everything that exists—plants sprouting from the ground, animals running around, sunlight, rain, flowing air, and even microorganisms invisible to the naked eye—contributes a wisp of energy. This energy continuously gathers and gradually condenses into the Spirit Bomb. No wonder Goku has been absorbing energy from his surroundings."

Piccolo suddenly realized, and couldn't help but exclaim, "So that's how it is! That old man King Kai actually had such a powerful technique hidden away, and he didn't teach it to us."

Son Gohan looked worried and asked, "But will this really work? There are far fewer creatures on Namek than on Earth."

Krillin sighed helplessly, "There's nothing we can do about it. I bet Goku knows this, but right now, we can only try anything as a last resort and see if this trick works."

Sun Wukong raised his arms high, his face flushed slightly from the effort, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. At this moment, his heart was filled with determination. He thought to himself: Frieza is too powerful; I no longer have a conventional way to defeat him. He looked up at the vast universe, his eyes filled with pleading and expectation: "Planets near Namek, please help me! Share some of your energy with me!"

In an instant, a strange sight occurred. The once deathly gray sky began to glow faintly. The light came from various planets near Namek. These planets varied in size and shape; some were shrouded in dense atmospheres, while others had surfaces covered in scorching magma. But at this moment, they all seemed to have received the same call.

Tiny specks of light, like fireflies, drifted out from those planets. These specks of light were the vital energy containing the power of those planets. They first drifted in space, then seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, rushing towards Namek at high speed.

In space, the vital energy gathered into a dazzling river, rushing towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong felt the gradually gathering energy in his hand, his expression solemn, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Initially, he was truly reluctant to use this move, after all, the power of the Spirit Bomb was terrifying; the slightest mistake would cause Namek to be reduced to ashes in an instant, never to exist again.

Frieza's power far exceeds our imagination. That guy is ruthless and ambitious. If he cannot be completely eliminated this time, the entire universe will be plunged into endless darkness, becoming his territory to trample at will, and countless lives will perish as a result.

Despite his anxiety and uncertainty about whether this desperate gamble would succeed, he had no other choice but to fight with his back against the wall and risk everything.

Frieza stared intently at Goku's every move, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with doubt and wariness. "What on earth is this monkey up to?" he muttered to himself, a flicker of unease crossing his eyes, but quickly masked by arrogance.

"Hmph, trying to scare me!" Frieza sneered, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He let out a contemptuous snort and shouted, "You think you can scare me with some weird pose? How utterly foolish! No matter what tricks you try, you can't escape my grasp!"

Krillin stared intently at Goku, his heart churning with worry. He silently murmured to himself, "Goku, do you really think the Spirit Bomb can defeat Frieza?"

Just then, Krillin seemed to be struck in the eye by something, his pupils suddenly dilated, his face instantly lost all color, and his body instinctively staggered backward, uttering in terror, "Ah!"

Piccolo, already on edge due to the tense situation, was startled by Klin's shout and trembled. He quickly turned to look at him and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What's with your reaction!"

Krillin waved his hand hastily and stammered, "N-nothing." But before he could finish speaking, Gohan next to him let out a trembling "Ah."

Piccolo, frantic with worry, immediately looked up, following Gohan's gaze. Upon seeing it, both he and Krillin froze, mouths agape, completely stunned, only able to utter a gasp of shock: "Ah... a Spirit Bomb... it's huge!"

In the sky, the Spirit Bomb in Sun Wukong's hand was expanding at an astonishing speed, emitting light that illuminated the entire Namekian planet as bright as day, and the immense energy seemed to be about to devour the heavens and the earth.

This Spirit Bomb, imbued with the will of the universe and carrying the hopes and prayers of countless lives, became the final cry of this universe against evil. But facing Frieza, who was nearly invincible and had brutally ruled the universe for years, could it truly become a deadly blade in Goku's hand, ending this long nightmare? The fate of everyone hung by a thread, held firmly in the palm of this shimmering energy ball.