Lu Tao began to tremble. When he opened his eyes and gaze upon Meng Hao, a look of shock covered his face.
“So, it’s… Fellow Daoist Meng….” His face was pale, his voice anxious as he looked at Meng Hao.”
“Nice spell,” said Meng Hao coolly. He spoke neither quickly nor slowly, but his words caused Lu Tao to feel extremely alarmed. From his perspective, it seemed that Meng Hao wasn’t being affected at all by the gravitational force.