"Lord Beerus, watch yourself!"
Gran's voice was no longer the soft, childish tone from years ago. As soon as he spoke, he raised his leg and swept out horizontally.
That kick carried a terrifying power—strong enough that even the air quivered around him.
"Good! Let me see whether your skills have regressed over these eight years!"
Already on guard, Beerus retreated two steps and narrowly dodged the strike.
But Gran's assault didn't end there. In the next instant, he turned into a streak of silver light and entangled himself with Beerus once more.
BOOM!
BOOM!
From the sky to the ground, the two clashed repeatedly. Their power distorted magnetic fields, shook the very fabric of space, and shattered the earth beneath them…
Crack!
Beerus blocked one of Gran's heavy punches. With his right hand, he conjured an energy sphere and thrust it directly toward Gran's face.
It was too fast—had Gran tried reacting consciously, his handsome face would have been blown clean off.
But the embryonic state of Ultra Instinct allowed his body to dodge on pure instinct.
BOOM!
The energy sphere shot past him and slammed into a distant mountain range.
The entire range vaporized instantly.
"Not bad, not bad! Even after eight years, from just these few exchanges alone, I can tell your combat sense hasn't dulled!"
Beerus grew even more fired up and launched another punch.
Gran met him fist to fist.
BOOM!
The force of the impact seemed strong enough to tear the world apart.
"Lord Beerus, how strong am I now?" Gran asked as he disengaged and retreated quickly.
"Combat power? You're a god now—the mortal system of combat power can't measure you anymore!" Beerus chased after him.
"Then… what level is my strength currently?" Gran's mind wavered for a moment.
"You've reached Divine Realm – First Tier."
The moment Beerus noticed Gran spacing out mid-battle, he vanished from sight.
"Crap!"
Gran sensed the strike coming from behind, but he was a split-second too slow.
The blow sent stars bursting behind his eyes.
Fortunately, Beerus didn't follow up.
"Again!"
Gran steadied himself—the Saiyan blood in his body was already boiling.
"As you wish!"
After eight years apart, Beerus had missed this little brat more than he admitted.
He clashed with Gran once more.
The battlefield expanded rapidly as the two grew more and more exhilarated.
"HAH! This is great!"
BOOM!
BOOM!
Beerus, using the same Divine Realm – First Tier power, tangled with Gran blow for blow.
The collision of two divine-tier forces whipped up a storm of destruction.
The tempest rampaged across the God of Destruction's domain, its razor-sharp winds slicing through everything in their path.
Two streaks of light—one silver, one purple—shot across the sky, intertwining again and again.
The clash between Universe Seven's two battle-hardened gods had reached its peak.
The strongest God of Destruction truly lived up to his name.
Even though Gran's dimension had evolved into the pinnacle divine level, and his strength had reached the First Tier of the Divine Realm, he still couldn't defeat Beerus when they fought at equal power.
However…
Gran was using this battle to rapidly adjust to his new strength.
Two and a half minutes passed. The sand in Whis's hourglass was almost gone.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!"
"Lord Beerus—take this!!"
Unable to land a meaningful blow, Gran gritted his teeth and lost his composure.
A massive energy sphere—over a thousand meters wide—materialized above him.
He pushed forward with both hands.
BOOOOOM!
The sphere pressed downward inch by inch.
The entire God of Destruction Realm trembled.
If this attack had appeared outside this dimension, half the universe might have been obliterated.
Luckily, this was Beerus's realm—and Beerus himself stood right there.
"This kid… gets flustered so easily. How ridiculous."
Beerus clicked his tongue and lifted a single finger.
"Destruction."
A speck of purple light sank into the massive sphere
and it dissolved into scattered stardust in an instant.
At that exact moment
DING!!
The final grain of sand fell in Whis's hourglass. He immediately waved his staff.
Time Reversal.
The God of Destruction Realm returned to its original, unscathed state.
Gran stopped attacking and landed beside Beerus and Whis.
None of the three spoke.
They simply looked at one another.
"Lord Beerus… Whis… It's been a long time," Gran murmured, his nose slightly sour.
"Eight years already. You've grown so much."
Seeing Gran again filled Beerus with countless emotions.
He reflexively reached out to rub the boy's head—but halfway through, he withdrew.
The little brat had grown up.
"You've gotten taller, sure… but compared to other Saiyans, you're still a bit on the lean side."
Whis couldn't resist poking Gran's chest muscles.
The mischievous gesture made Gran laugh for the first time in years.
After all—Whis had always been like this.
"Lean, huh?"
Gran looked at his streamlined physique, then glanced at Beerus—skinny as a twig—and couldn't resist teasing:
"Well, compared to Lord Beerus, I'd say I'm still the more muscular one."
The moment the words left his mouth
Beerus's face darkened instantly.
Whis doubled over laughing, clutching his stomach.
At the lakeside stood three figures:
one sulking, one laughing wildly, and one smiling faintly.
Their reunion was warm—almost nostalgic.
After spending a moment quietly with them, Gran finally took a deep breath and said:
"Lord Beerus, Whis… my dimension has finally broken through to the Divine Tier."
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