It had been 4,000 years since Shang had transformed.
The Death Mana was still trying to kill him, but Shang barely even noticed. His Entropy automatically dealt with it.
Today, Shang had finally achieved his goal.
He had finished his swordsmanship!
Shang just madly grinned as he imagined the attacks he could unleash upon all his enemies.
It was so strong!
Due to his clothing, nothing seemed different about Shang, but beneath all the crimson red, Shang's body had transformed significantly.
Shang's torso no longer had skin. Instead, black scales covered it, and the muscles beneath the scales were also differently shaped.
The only similarity this torso had with a human torso was the general shape.
That was it.
Shang would have liked using the torso of an Abomination, but he knew that it was too conspicuous.
