Chapter 32 – The Earth's Demon Realm

Taro's eyes turned cold as he stared at the inhuman figure in front of him. Though his vision was blurry, he could still discern its grotesque features. In an instant, Taro vanished from his original position, reappearing right in front of the demon warrior in the blink of an eye.

Snap!

Taro grabbed the demon warrior's throat with a powerful grip.

"Hhhgh..." The demon warrior's throat seemed to crack under the pressure. Bloodshot eyes bulged as it struggled to make a sound. Its clawed hands raised and swiped toward Taro's head from both sides.

Taro let out a cold snort, showing no intention of loosening his grip. His other hand suddenly ignited with intense flames.

Fwoosh!

A flash of fire!

The demon warrior's arm was severed, flying off from its body.

"Aaaahhh—hhkk—ggh!" The warrior writhed in agony, veins bulging across its forehead as it grimaced in pain. Purple blood poured from the severed limb, but Taro had already switched hands, maintaining his crushing grip on the creature's throat, leaving it unable to even scream.

The hand Taro used to sever the warrior's arm quickly returned to its previous task, gripping the creature's throat like an iron vice. Meanwhile, his other hand shot out to catch the demon warrior's remaining claw mid-swipe, gripping it so hard that "creak, crack" sounds echoed as the bones twisted under the pressure.

Sizzle... Taro's palm, still scorching hot from his flame attack, burned the warrior's neck, causing wisps of white smoke to rise. The warrior's face turned red from the unbearable pain, its eyes filling with despair.

"By now, you must realize that resistance is futile." Taro said coldly, watching the demon warrior frantically nod its head, eyes pleading for mercy.

Unmoved, Taro began to fly back toward the cave from which he had emerged, dragging the warrior along.

"Now then, you'll answer everything I ask..."

The two figures disappeared into the shadows of the cave's passage.

Not long after, Taro emerged from the cave once more.

"So, it really is some kind of Demon Realm... The Demon Realm... I remember in the anime, Goku once encountered some Asura in a Demon Realm, defeating them with light from the Kamehameha. But this place clearly isn't the same as that Demon Realm."

He stared at the crimson sky and the black crescent moon hanging in it, his mind in silent contemplation.

"Red Demon Queen? Black Demon King? Those must be the two powerful auras I sensed earlier... But is that really their full power?"

Taro expanded his senses. The entire Demon Realm was teeming with countless unfamiliar presences. Among this dense crowd of auras, two stood out like suns—one red and one black—radiating immense power that was almost incomprehensible.

A power level around 3,000... almost like two Raditzes! In the original story, a single Raditz was nearly enough to kill Earth's strongest fighters, Goku and Piccolo, back then!

Suppressing his aura completely, Taro flew toward a less populated area based on his perception.

"No matter what, I need to find a way back. If what that guy said is true, and there are no humans in this entire Demon Realm, then my sudden appearance here is going to stand out like a sore thumb… I just hope these so-called demons aren't like zombies or ghosts, able to sniff out the scent of a living human."

"I can't sense Aragon or the others here… Is it because my training isn't sufficient, or is the isolation of this Demon Realm just too strong?"

With a soft whoosh, he flew toward the distance.

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Meanwhile, in one of the Red Demon Queen's military units, a demon squad leader suddenly froze in shock.

"What's going on? The squads led by Red Blood, Red Bone, and Red Ghost… why have all their auras vanished?!"

The demon leader was deeply alarmed. At first, he thought the Black Demon King's forces might have ambushed and wiped them out. But upon careful sensing, he found no sign of the Black Demon King's troops in the area.

"There's a faint aura flickering in and out… How is this possible? How could such a weak aura eliminate over five hundred soldiers under Red Blood, Red Bone, and Red Ghost's command?!"

Confusion and disbelief filled his heart.

"It disappeared again! That aura is gone… Is it hiding? No, this doesn't feel like one of us demons!! Who could it be? A human?! But how could a human appear in our Demon Realm? Could it be from the ShulanGate hidden within Demon Mountain? But no one has ever found that gate…"

The demon leader frowned deeply, recalling the legend of the gateway in the Demon Realm that supposedly connected to the human world. It was said that hundreds of years ago, the gate had been sealed by a half-demon hybrid named Asura. Since then, no demon had ever been able to reach the human world.

"Someone, come!" the demon leader barked, flying into the air.

"Here!"

With a rush, over three hundred demon warriors surrounded him, floating in mid-air, awaiting his command.

"Follow me!"

The demon leader turned into a streak of white light and sped off, heading directly for the location where the mysterious, human-like aura had vanished!

Three hundred demon warriors followed suit, each transforming into white streaks that trailed closely behind their leader.

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Taro stood drenched in blood, pulling his hand free from the chest of the demon he had just killed. Not only his hand but much of his body was now stained with the demon's purple blood, leaving him looking battered and worn.

His expression remained calm as he thought:

"The way to the human world… is it really only through that so-called Demon Mountain in their legends? And where exactly is this Demon Mountain? What about the Shula Gate that no one has ever found within it? How does this relate to the Shula from the anime?"

Piecing together the fragmented information he had fought to gather, Taro reflected deeply.

It seemed that the demons he had encountered so far were of too low a rank. All they knew were vague legends about the Demon Realm. None had provided any reliable information about a real way to the human world.

Around him lay the grotesque bodies of demons he had slain, scattered across the ground. Some were draped over rocks, others had fallen into craters, and many were so mutilated they were barely recognizable as corpses.

Taro rested briefly, suppressing his aura entirely before preparing to move again.

"These demons know too little. I'll need to find stronger ones to uncover more useful information… and in the end, I might have no choice but to confront those two most powerful entities in this realm."

The Demon Realm's two great overlords—Red Demon Queen and Black Demon King.

Compared to them, Earth's Demon King Piccolo seemed like a child's joke, utterly insignificant.

Moving quietly for a while, Taro suddenly stopped and turned, looking toward a particular point in the blood-red sky. He murmured to himself:

"That direction… It's where I was earlier? So demons really do have the ability to sense Ki, huh? There are several hundred of them, judging by the number of auras. The strongest one… seems about six or seven times my full strength. Guess I'll have to check it out."

Squeezing the Four-Star Dragon Ball hidden in his shirt pocket, Taro narrowed his eyes and ultimately changed direction, flying toward the cluster of auras he had sensed.