"As you wish." Shenron emitted a golden light that shot onto King Piccolo's body.
As King Piccolo lay on the ground, before He-El, Yamcha, Krillin, Goku, and Puar's eyes, the wrinkled skin all over his body gradually stretched smooth. Time rewound across him, and his crumpled skin became smooth and elastic.
It was as if the strongest power of his youth seeped out from every cell in King Piccolo's body. King Piccolo felt better than ever.
"I've regained my youth!" King Piccolo rose from the ground and held out his hands to inspect himself. There were no more wrinkles or loose skin on his arms; his skin and muscles were taut and powerful.
He clenched his fists hard, feeling the immense strength of his youthful body, and burst into delighted laughter.
"Your wish has been granted. Farewell." Having fulfilled King Piccolo's wish, Shenron spoke before being enveloped in golden light and preparing to return to the seven Dragon Balls.
The arrogant King Piccolo looked toward Shenron. A thought flashed through his mind, and he bared his teeth in a vicious grin. "Die, Shenron!"
He opened his mouth and spat out a powerful beam of light toward Shenron. He-El flashed in front of Shenron and casually slapped the beam aside. It shot into the sea, blasting the ocean open all the way to the seabed.
Shenron reverted into seven Dragon Balls and scattered away in all directions like scattered blossoms.
Seeing He-El's action, King Piccolo curled his lips into a cruel sneer. "You're courting death, daring to stand in my way before the young me! Do you think I'm still my old, decrepit self?"
King Piccolo looked vicious and cruel, and there was even a mocking gleam in his eyes. He wanted to toy with He-El and the others properly, to