Just as everyone was steeped in gloom and despair, a figure suddenly appeared, giving Lei Wanche and the others a fright. When they turned and saw that it was Meng Zhao, they finally let out a breath of relief, while joy surged in their hearts.
Of course, they also noticed that something about Meng Zhao was different. For instance, the Thunder Pattern Vertical Pupil between his brows and the Five-Colored Radiance in his left hand set him completely apart from ordinary people. He seemed to have surpassed the species known as human, leaping and evolving toward a more perfect direction.
Not one person present was foolish or lacking in experience. Each had their own thoughts and understood that Meng Zhao had most likely obtained an immense fortuitous opportunity within Jianmu Grotto-Heaven, undergoing a qualitative transformation. As for what level he had now reached, none of them knew.
The only one seeing Meng Zhao for the first time was Lei Chongmao. Unlike the others, who were familiar with him, this was his first glimpse of Meng Zhao, and he was the most shaken by the bearing of the Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King. Such a divine man—no wonder his reputation was so immense, and no wonder he had achieved such martial attainments in merely a few short years.
Led by Lei Wanche, everyone hurriedly rose and bowed in greeting, their manner exceedingly respectful. Even Lei Chongmao, who bore the deepest hostility toward Meng Zhao, buried all his dissatisfaction deep in his heart and behaved no differently from the others.
Meng Zhao was in a fairly good mood. He slowly walked before the group and said with a smile,
"No need for such courtesy. I heard everything you were just saying. Yan Libing, tell me the entire matter exactly as