Starting from becoming the King of Saiyans

Chapter 520: Shadow of the Demon Realm

Lin Chen smiled, having already anticipated Jiren’s question before he asked.

Then, Lin Chen didn’t hide anything and explained why he had appeared back then all those years ago.

Jiren’s eyes widened at the revelation.

“So you were working for the Supreme Kai of Time?”

“Yes, do you believe it?”

Jiren nodded: “I understand it now. I had my doubts as well because back then, my strength was as strong as today. I thought it was due to my anger, but it turns out someone had tampered with me…”

With the knot in his heart resolved, Jiren’s gaze as he looked towards Lin Chen softened.

Seeing this, Lin Chen once again asked his question.

“Jiren, can you tell me what really happened back then? Was it truly a Saiyan who attacked your master?”

Jiren nodded, focusing on the tail wrapped around Lin Chen’s waist. “Unless I didn’t see it clearly or there’s another humanoid race with tails in this world, then yes, it was a Saiyan who attacked my master.”

“Saiyan?” Lin Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Beside them, Lazuli chimed in curiously, “Lin Chen, doesn’t only Universe 7 and Universe 6 have Saiyans? Where did a Saiyan in Universe 11 come from?”

“You’re right,” Jiren agreed. “In fact, since that day, I’ve traveled across all corners of Universe 11 but never encountered that Saiyan again. It’s as if he never existed, simply disappearing from the universe.”

“As for Saiyan-related information, I’ve inquired, and as far as I know, there are no Saiyan or Saiyan-like races in Universe 11. The closest resemblance would be humans like Kahseral.”

“So I suspect that Saiyan might be like you, from another universe or even another timeline!”

Another timeline’s Saiyan?

Lin Chen pondered over Jiren’s intel.

When Lin Chen time-traveled in the past, he caught a glimpse of that Saiyan but didn’t get a clear look at his appearance.

Could this Saiyan who can traverse time be related to Trunks?

“Jiren, can you describe the appearance of that Saiyan?”

If it was a Saiyan related to Trunks, Lin Chen may know.

However, Jiren’s response left Lin Chen puzzled.

“That Saiyan… now that I think about it, he resembles your universe’s Broly!”

“Broly?”

“Yes, during the Tournament of Power, I even mistook Broly for that Saiyan!”

Lazuli interjected skeptically, “Lin Chen, it can’t be Broly, can it?”

“Impossible.” Lin Chen shook his head. While he couldn’t rule out the possibility of another timeline’s Broly, as far as he knew, even Broly wouldn’t be powerful enough to kill Jiren’s master.

Jiren added, “It’s unlikely to be Broly. After the Tournament of Power, I asked Marcarita-sama, and she confirmed that Broly shouldn’t be that person.”

Marcarita was Universe 11’s Angel.

These Angels possessed extraordinary powers and could know anything happening in their universe.

Even she was clueless about the true identity of that person…

The mysterious Saiyan…

Who exactly was he?

It seems that they won’t be able to find out for the time being.

However, there’s something Lin Chen feels he can ask about.

“Jiren, do you know what caused that incident back then? Why did that Saiyan attack your master?”

“Well… I’m not entirely sure, but I do have a guess.”

Jiren thought for a moment and asked: “By the way, Lin Chen, would you like to go to the planet where we first met?”

“Hmm?”

“That’s actually where my master used to train. I can explain the reason behind his attack there.”

…

Returning back to the Dark Demon Realm once again.

It was still the same altar.

However, this time, besides the previous figures, more people had appeared here.

If an outsider were here, they would certainly be able to sense the powerful yet sinister aura emanating from these individuals.

Although these individuals might not be as powerful as the God of Destruction purely in terms of strength, each one of them exuded a strange aura, hinting at unimaginable power.

However, among these people, the most daunting figure was an old man floating cross-legged.

This old man had a small stature, looking frail and delicate.

Yet everyone around showed great respect, willingly making way for him to float towards the person who had gathered them.

“After so many years, we finally meet again, Zalama!”

Upon hearing the old man’s words, the person known as “Zalama” floated down from the altar, revealing his true appearance in front of everyone.

As it turned out, this person looked remarkably like a Namekian!

Except, atop his head where Namekians would have antennae, he had a pair of dragon horns.

His attire resembled that of Earth’s Kami, but with a “dragon” symbol on the chest.

“Mechikabura, it’s been a while. You seem to have aged quite a bit,” Zalama remarked.

“Ba*tard! What’s with that attitude?” A female witch as beautiful as Towa rushed over and rebuked him.

However, the old man called Mechikabura raised his hand. “Oh, Putine, you should mind your own attitude! Don’t forget, the one before us is none other than the Dragon God Zalama, who was once mentioned in the same breath as Zeno-sama!”

“Yes!” Putine, the female witch, lowered her head but her heart was full of disdain.

After all, she knew well that the Zalama before them was just a clone of the original Dragon God.

Eons ago, Dragon God Zalama had betrayed Zeno, only to be ruthlessly suppressed. In his moment of failure, Zalama split off a clone and escaped to the Dark Demon Realm, beyond even Zeno’s jurisdiction.

It was then that Zalama made a deal with the King of the Demon Realm, the Demon God Mechikabura.

That was also why they had all gathered here.

Therefore, Zalama was the one seeking help. Despite being a Dragon God, he was now just a clone, and Putine wasn’t afraid of him at all.

“Alright, Zalama, I heard you’ve finally gathered enough Power of Miracles?”

“Yes.” Zalama presented the divine dragon’s model.

“Mechikabura, I have gathered all the Power of Miracles. Next, I will use this Power of Miracles to create Dragon Balls, and then fulfill my wish. Once my wish is granted, I will also fulfill your wish and restore the lifeforce that was sealed by the Grand Priest.”