Liam was now 22 years old, plus 7 months.
During the four months, he'd been incredibly busy.
Nothing changed feature wise.
He was still the same, four-armed, tentacle-back, claw-having creature as always.
But the first thing of note that happened was Liam's advancement to the solid-stage.
Quite frankly, the sheer number of bodies Liam had gulped down was disgusting.
Not taste wise, of course.
Taste wise, they were actually pretty delicious.
Literal wise, he was getting just a tad bored with the rinse and repeat pattern of eating, digesting and eating again.
Nevertheless, as soon as Liam became a solid stage cultivator, his core rumbled with power, then filled him with warm, euphoric energy.
The darkness inside was significantly purer, including the natural 'Ora' that now pulsed throughout his entire being.
With power like this, Liam wondered how it was that he ever won against a Zenith.
