Lei Wanche fell silent for a moment. Rather than answering Meng Zhao directly, he asked,
"What exactly is going on here? What is the secret of the Jianmu Grotto-Heaven?"
Meng Zhao inwardly relaxed. Although this Marquis Lei had not given him a direct reply, his attitude had already spoken for itself.
At last, Meng Zhao could breathe easy. He would not have to kill this Marquis Lei, who was of tremendous use to him.
"That is a long story. Everyone, come over as well. Now that only we remain in this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm, I presume you are all quite curious about its secrets too!"
At Meng Zhao's words, Ox-Head God, Horse-Face Ghost, Liu An, Yan Libing, Shi Jiawen, and the others gathered around.
They were certainly curious about Lei Wanche's final choice—whether he would submit, as the head of the Lei Family, to a mere brat from the Meng Family.
But compared with the grudges and entanglements between the Lei Family and the Meng Family, they were more interested in the secrets of this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm.
"Dragon King Meng, I heard from Horse-Face that you encountered a tremendous crisis earlier in the Poisonous Cave Land as well. You were the one who shattered that bizarre blood-colored eye, broke through space, and brought them here. Combined with what we experienced in Thunder Marsh Space, those two places seem rather similar."
Ox-Head God said this because, as a Grandmaster-level expert, he had keenly sensed that at the very last moment, at the farthest edge of Thunder Marsh Space's little world, a golden eye had slowly opened. It had compelled even a peerless powerhouse like Meng Zhao to flee Thunder Marsh Space.
Both were eyes. Though one was blood-red and the other golden, Ox-Head God had always felt that their natures