The tides ebbed and flowed, seasons came and went. In this vast sea, the passage of time left few traces.
The island remained unchanged, save for the entrance to the cave. Over the years, it had become overgrown with weeds and vines, completely concealing it. It blended so perfectly with nature that no trace of the cave's existence could be found.
One year, two years, three years...
It was not until the sixth year that a sharp claw extended from between the vines and weeds. With a rough swipe, the plants were sliced in half.
Wangcai walked out of the cave. Its Demon Body, which seemed forged from metal, was once again clad in a suit of Battle Armor. This time, however, the armor was not its former silver-white, but a dark black.
The Battle Armor was streamlined, fitting Wangcai's Demon Body almost perfectly and protecting it from head to tail.
The aura of a Tier Two Late Stage Demon Beast emanated from it, completely unrestrained.
