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In the video, with the addition of Videl, Gohan and the others resumed the ritual, channeling their heart power into Son Goku once more. This time, a staggering transformation occurred.
An incredibly dazzling light erupted from Goku's body, radiating with divine intensity. The sky, which had been perfectly clear, was suddenly smothered by thick, swirling layers of heavy clouds.
The next moment, a golden pillar of light surged from Goku's body, piercing through the firmament. A massive void opened within the clouds, revealing the silent sea of stars beyond the atmosphere. Following the path of this celestial pillar, Goku drifted upward into the air. When the light finally dissipated, the clouds vanished instantly, returning the sky to its tranquil state.
To a casual observer, it seemed as if nothing had changed, yet every eye was fixed on Son Goku. His hairstyle remained the same as his base form, but his locks had shifted to a vibrant, flaming red. His pupils had also taken on a matching crimson hue.
Aside from these color shifts, Goku's physical appearance was surprisingly lean—even the standard Super Saiyan transformation looked more muscular by comparison.
However, those present sensed a terrifying truth: they could no longer feel Goku's Ki. According to Whis, humans cannot perceive the aura of a God.
This meant that the man before them had officially ascended into the Divine Realm. Across the myriad realms of the Wanjie Multiverse, countless experts watched with intense curiosity.
Sengoku stared at the screen, stroking his chin. "Is this the Super Saiyan God? It doesn't seem to have changed much physically." In the Hidden Leaf Village, Kakashi adjusted his headband, noting, "Just his hair and eyes turned red; there aren't many other external changes.
" Meanwhile, the Armor Summoner Duanmu Yan frowned in thought. "But this transformation is ranked after Super Saiyan 4. Does that mean this subtle form is actually stronger than that primal power?"
Many viewers had expected a more flamboyant debut and were caught off guard by the simplicity. Without being told this was a God-tier ascension, one might assume Goku had simply dyed his hair. Yet, the seasoned warriors across the dimensions knew better; beneath that calm exterior lay a world-shattering power waiting to be unleashed.
In the vacuum of space within Universe 7, Beerus felt a surge of excitement. "Is this the Super Saiyan God? He looks exactly like the figure from my Prophetic Dream." He didn't care about the lack of flashy changes; he only valued raw strength.
To a God of Destruction, a transformation like the Great Ape was useless despite its size if the power remained like that of an ant. He was eager to see how his future self would handle this new challenger.
In the Kaioshin Realm of Universe 10, Zamasu's face contorted with rage. "A mere mortal dares to meddle in the realm of the Gods!" His arrogance could not tolerate a human possessing such divine status.
To him, this was a supreme insult to the natural order, and he burned with a desire to travel to Universe 7 to eliminate Goku before this future could come to pass.
Back on Earth, the Z Fighters were ecstatic. Krillin, Yamcha, and the others were practically dancing. Their lifelong friend had become a God—not a low-level deity like a Kami, but a Super Saiyan God capable of clashing with a Destroyer.
Krillin quickly sent a message: "@Son Goku, Congratulations, Goku! You actually become a God!" Yamcha wiped a tear away, saying, "I never thought that little kid from the wilderness would grow this much.
I'm so proud!" Tien Shinhan nodded firmly, "Goku, you are truly amazing." Bulma smiled at the screen, "As expected of Son-kun, he never fails to impress."
Goku scratched his head, grinning at the messages. "Hehe, I never thought I'd be this strong. I just wonder if I can go even further than this!"
While everyone celebrated, Vegeta stood off to the side, his jaw clenched in frustration. He fumed at why Kakarot was the one receiving the power. In his mind, they could have easily swapped places.
He imagined himself draped in that crimson aura, wondering if Bulma would be praising him instead. He was a Saiyan Prince, after all, and he refused to believe he was inferior to Kakarot.