In a lake as dark as ink, the body of the Demon Lord kept writhing with a special rhythm.
Amid this unique frequency of wriggling, a palm-sized slit opened on the back of the Demon Lord.
Under that peculiar undulation, the palm-sized slit gradually widened.
Slowly, something black emerged from the slit.
It was hair.
Beneath the strands of hair, there was a human head.
As time passed, the peculiar undulating frequency accelerated.
A whole person was squeezed out from the body.
This person, squeezed out, was indeed the Demon Lord.
However, this Demon Lord appeared significantly younger than before.
This Demon Lord looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Clearly, this was a youthful version of the Demon Lord.
Though the Demon Lord appeared much younger, his strength had not diminished and remained at Tier One.
The Demon Lord leapt suddenly into the air, and in the next second, appeared on the shore.
