Zarbon's body split clean in half from Vegeta's kick—dead beyond dead.
Killing him felt good—like part of the original body's trauma had finally been erased.
After all, Vegeta's memories held plenty of humiliating moments involving Zarbon and Dodoria.
If it weren't for being weaker…
If it weren't for Frieza...
Whatever.
That shit was in the past now.
Vegeta exhaled slowly, feeling refreshed.
After those two short engagements, he had finally gotten a clearer understanding of his current strength.
"530,000? Hmph! I should tell you…"
Vegeta looked down at the corpse with cold disdain.
"…my combat power has already surpassed two million."
He scoffed.
"If Frieza can't transform and get stronger, this is going to be incredibly boring."
It was almost as if Zarbon could still hear him in hell—still terrified.
But Vegeta wasn't acting like a brain-dead, overconfident idiot.
He spoke that way because he was sure—with the potential he'd unlocked, he could absolutely become a Super Saiyan and crush Frieza.
Just as Vegeta prepared to leave, the Grand Elder's voice echoed directly into his mind again.
That sensation—like someone could pinpoint his exact location and speak to him at any time—gave him a very bad feeling, almost like he was constantly being watched.
Earlier, he could at least explain the telepathic message: proximity.
The Grand Elder sensed his ki, so communication made sense.
But now?
He'd already flown a great distance. He'd moved multiple times. Yet the Grand Elder still contacted him instantly?
Something was off.
"You want me to escort your clansmen to your location for safety? Fine—I can do that," Vegeta replied telepathically.
"But first, you should tell me how you're communicating with me from this distance."
A calm, apologetic voice answered.
"Forgive me. It is not intentional. My ability allows long-distance mental communication with anyone whose spiritual energy I remember.
When I helped develop your potential, I recorded your spiritual energy. So long as you remain on Namek, I can contact you."
Vegeta frowned.
"That's all…?"
This ability was absurd.
In the original timeline, King Kai could do this—but that made sense.
He governed an entire quadrant of the galaxy.
But the Grand Elder? A Namekian village leader?
Being able to telepathically talk with his own race was already impressive, but this? This was practically mind reading.
The Grand Elder responded again:
"Do not worry. I cannot read your thoughts—your spiritual strength is already beyond my ability to invade. I can only communicate. If you focus and explore your spiritual energy, you will discover another world entirely."
A new world?
A world of spiritual energy?
Vegeta froze for a moment.
He had never once considered cultivating spiritual power separately.
After reincarnating, all he did was train physically and refine ki.
He always assumed spiritual strength improved naturally alongside ki.
But clearly—it wasn't that simple.
Vegeta knew his spiritual strength was immense, but he had never intentionally cultivated it—not in the true, controlled sense.
His minor improvements came only indirectly from ki training.
After ending the mental conversation, Vegeta flew toward the Namekian village holding the Dragon Balls.
The Namekians there still had no idea how dire the situation on Namek had become—the villages weren't connected, and they had no instant communication.
But thanks to the Grand Elder, they had already gathered.
Around twenty Namekians stood together—about half were elders and children, the rest warriors.
It was impressive—if Namekians focused entirely on combat development, their race could arguably surpass Saiyans in raw warrior potential.
The weakest among them had a combat power of over 1,000.
The stronger ones were around 2,000–3,000.
The strongest hit 4,000–5,000.
And these weren't elites.
These were ordinary Namekians.
The journey back to the Grand Elder's location was uneventful.
Once the civilians were safely delivered, Vegeta didn't linger.
Instead, he flew to a more isolated island—quiet, peaceful, and perfect for what he intended:
Spiritual cultivation.
With the Grand Elder's guidance, Vegeta sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
He relaxed.
Letting his mental state sink into stillness.
After some time, his spiritual energy expanded outward—flowing alongside his ki.
Normally, ki sensing could only detect life forms or signatures.
But now, when he truly connected his consciousness to spiritual energy—
—it felt like he stepped into another dimension.
A new world.
The spiritual world.
The entire planet Namek appeared within his perception as countless floating points of light.
Some represented intelligent life.
Others were animals or lesser creatures.
He focused—and saw the Grand Elder's signature.
Then other Namekians.
Then the Frieza Force.
Then Frieza himself.
His awareness shifted again—
He sensed Krillin.
Bulma.
Gohan.
And beside them—another Namekian signature.
Dende.
"This feels like using a God's Eye," Vegeta murmured in awe.
It wasn't true vision, but the spiritual perception was so clear it could almost simulate visual images.
He could roughly see what Frieza was doing aboard his ship.
He could sense Krillin and the others talking.
The experience continued until his spiritual energy grew exhausted and the connection faded.
Vegeta opened his eyes.
The physical world felt… different.
Sharper.
More real.
He telepathically conveyed a message—properly structured and transmitted across miles:
"I understand now. The spiritual world truly is remarkable. Thank you for your guidance, Grand Elder."
A response came moments later.
"It is I who should thank you—for helping our people. And even without my guidance, you would have reached this realization eventually."
Vegeta exhaled deeply.
He knew the truth: without the Grand Elder's help, he would never have explored spiritual cultivation—not this early—not before the events of the original timeline progressed much further.
In the original story, Vegeta clearly possessed astonishing potential, and by the time of Dragon Ball Super, he likely mastered similar techniques through divine training—but it was never explored in depth.
Because by then, spiritual energy—no matter how advanced—could never compare to god ki.
And yet…
Right now?
It was another weapon.
Another advantage.
Another step toward surpassing Frieza—and everyone else.