As the two spoke, an immense current of force began to spiral through the skies above the emerald sea, churning the entire heavens into a massive mushroom cloud. A blood-red hue seeped gradually from its crown down to its base, until a figure emerged from the cloud's trailing end, transformed into a streak of light, and rapidly descended onto the small island where Yan Libing and the Horse-Face Ghost stood.
Yan Libing and the Horse-Face Ghost felt their vision blur, and another person suddenly appeared before them. Who else could it be but Meng Zhao, who had previously displayed divine might and Unrivaled Martial Arts?
At the sight of Meng Zhao, neither dared to be negligent. Quite apart from the fact that they had already submitted to his service, his terrifying martial strength alone left them without the slightest thought of disloyalty.
"Dragon King Meng, are you unharmed?"
Faced with Yan Libing's concerned greeting, the blood-red divine light in Meng Zhao's eyes slowly faded. He returned to normal, let out a long breath of turbid air, and said,
"Not only am I unharmed, I have never felt better. This trip into the Poisonous Cave Space has brought me truly enormous gains!"
Meng Zhao was not deliberately showing off. There were only the two of them beside him, after all, and boasting to them would have little flavor. Rather, this was his most genuine inner feeling.
This journey into the Poison Grotto had fed the Eclosion Worm within his body to fullness. At any moment, it could undergo Self-Imprisonment Cocoon and enter a deeper transformation, thereby enhancing every aspect of his abilities. This was an inevitable improvement, and it would not be a minor one.
Next was his great battle with the Lesser Heavenly Dao's Eye, which had brought the advantages