Lei Meng seemed to treat everything in an airy manner. After tossing the Eye of Heaven Wrath to Wu Qi and devouring all the sacrifices that were offered to him, he just turned around and took his leave. Fortunately, before he vanished into the void, he reminded Wu Qi to offer him sacrifices on a regular basis. Otherwise, Wu Qi would have thought that this fellow was not going to return after enjoying such a grand feast.
The Eye of Heaven Wrath felt heavy in his hand, even though it was merely one inch long now. It was crafted from some unknown but very strong material; it was hard and slippery to touch, with tiny electric currents darting out and stinging his palm. Wu Qi felt his palm getting warmer just by holding it, and had an urge to throw it away.
