Meng Hao’s misty body began to fade away, but his face was filled with derision and coldness.
“I’ll be back!”
“I’m already here!”
The first sentence was uttered by the disappearing misty figure. The second echoed out from far off in the distance, causing a rumbling that shook everything.
To the people who heard it, it sounded like thunder exploding up into the Heavens.