Dragon Ball One Power Level Per Second

The entire ice mountain was shattered under the powerful blast of Lin Chuan's energy ball.

The storm stirred up was like a prehistoric beast awakening, capable of engulfing everything.

Of course, this did not affect Lin Chuan.

With his strength, what were these mere aftershocks?

Bulma wouldn't be harmed either, as Lin Chuan had been holding her in his arms the whole time with an energy shield activated, ensuring she remained unscathed.

"Hey, hey, hey~~! Isn't that a bit over the top? I just asked you to blast it, not blow up the entire ice mountain. What if you had destroyed the Dragon Ball?" Seeing the ice mountain vanish, Bulma was startled, but her first concern was whether the explosion might have destroyed the Dragon Ball.

Being a strong-willed woman and having spent much time with Lin Chuan, she had grown bolder and wasn't afraid to speak her mind.

"It would have taken who knows how long to search that entire ice mountain. You said the Dragon Radar has a precision error of about fifty meters. Rather than searching slowly, it's more straightforward just to blast it."

"As for destroying the Dragon Ball, that wouldn't happen! The blast was strong, but the Shenron Balls are tough enough not to be shattered."

That said, Lin Chuan continued to watch the Dragon Radar in Bulma's hands.

Although the marker had shifted, the seventh Dragon Ball was not destroyed.

Due to the explosion, it had been blown forward onto the ice field.

"It's over there." Lin Chuan flew forward with his energy without waiting for Bulma to retort.

After traveling several kilometers, Lin Chuan, holding Bulma, landed on the ground.

The vast ice field was a blank expanse of snow and ice, devoid of any life or other objects except fragments from the exploded mountain scattered across the plain.

Setting Bulma down, Lin Chuan took the Dragon Radar from her.

"Stay here and don't move around. There might be fault lines under the snow, and falling in could be life-threatening," Lin Chuan cautioned Bulma, then turned his senses outward and began to search.

Bulma stood still, not daring to wander.

She was brave but also valued her life.

Several minutes later, Lin Chuan's expression sharpened as he pulled out the seven-star Dragon Ball, glowing with an orange hue from a snowy hole.

"Finally, we've gathered them all." After more than five hours, they had collected the Dragon Balls scattered around the world.

Turning back, Lin Chuan looked at Bulma and showed her the seven-star Dragon Ball in his hand.

Seeing that the last Dragon Ball had been found, Bulma was overjoyed and momentarily forgot Lin Chuan's instructions, running towards him.

But just as she was happily thinking about leaving this desolate place, she suddenly stepped into a void, her mind freezing in panic as she faced potential death.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan knew precisely what had happened.

He cursed inwardly, "Foolish woman."

In the next second, he erupted with energy, quickly grabbing Bulma as she nearly fell into the ice hole. Using his flying technique, he lifted her off from the ground.

"Lucky the distance was short. Didn't I tell you not to move?" Adjusting his position to carry Bulma in his arms once again, Lin Chuan spoke with a tone of rebuke.

Had he not reacted, Bulma really could have been in danger.

"I... I thought we could leave this place since we found this Dragon Ball..." Bulma pouted, her face expressing resentment.

Having narrowly escaped death made her feel even colder.

She instinctively shrank into herself, which Lin Chuan sensed. He sighed helplessly, then generated an energy shield again before departing the far northern region.

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Northern Plains.

Lin Chuan and Bulma descended from the sky at the edge of a reasonably lush forest.

Here, it was no longer cold.

The temperature had risen to about fifteen degrees Celsius. Although still not warm, this place was practically heaven compared to the minus forty to fifty degrees of the far north.

"Are you sure you want to summon Shenron and make a wish here?" Bulma said as she began to remove her thick, cold-proof suit.

"Of course, if it weren't for you not being able to stand the cold, we would have made the wish over there," Lin Chuan said.

After hearing this, Bulma rolled her eyes and removed the Dragon Balls from her spatial pouch.

The seven round Dragon Balls gathered together, resonating and emitting dazzling golden flashes.

"Let's begin then! Come forth, Dragon!" Bulma called out sharply.

'Omm!!!!!!!!'

The seven Dragon Balls suddenly burst into brilliant light.

At the same time, the sky was covered by rolling black mist, spreading across the entire.

 Earth's sky. In just a short moment, it plunged the whole world into darkness.

This scene, with the Earth enveloped in darkness, immediately caught the attention of the Z fighters.

The darkness covered the light. The next moment, golden beams shot out from the seven Dragon Balls, piercing the heavens.

The brilliant light converged into the body of Shenron, floating in mid-air, exuding an aura of majesty and dominance.

Thus, Shenron radiated a palpable pressure suspended above Lin Chuan's head.

This was not a pressure born of strength but rather the inherent awe-inspiring presence of Shenron itself.

It was aptly named Shenron!

"Gatherer of the seven Dragon Balls, state your wish. Whatever it may be, I can grant it," Shenron said, its familiar opening words carrying a well-known flavor.

For a brief moment, Lin Chuan was reminded of the first time he watched Shenron appear on a large screen.

Unfortunately, despite its imposing and commanding presence, Shenron, compared to the Namekian Dragon Porunga, falls far short.

Only the future upgraded Shenron, modified by Dende, could grant three wishes instead of one, raising prestige.

Of course, it still fell short of Porunga.

Recalling the era of Beerus, the God of Destruction, Shenron nearly wet itself in fright.

"Alright, Lin Chuan, Shenron has been summoned. You can state your wish," Bulma focused on Lin Chuan, reminding him.

Hearing Bulma's words, Lin Chuan's lips curled into a mischievous smile, "I have an idea. I wonder if it can be realized."

Bulma, seeing Lin Chuan's sly smile, felt something was off.

"Are you the one who will make the wish? Speak your wish, whatever it may be, I can fulfill it," Shenron, seeming to sense Lin Chuan's hesitation, spoke in a deep, resounding voice that carried a tremendous impact, as if to say: There is no wish I cannot fulfill.