"Young master, dinner's ready."
Xiao Yan lifted the lid of the purple clay pot, took a small sip of the milky-white broth, and said with a smile.
"Then let's eat!"
Xu Yi waved his hand lightly. The four golden-brown lamb legs came apart in midair, their thin slices of meat piling themselves onto a large blue-and-white platter.
Xu Yi tossed aside the bones and beckoned with his hand. The milky-white broth in the purple clay pot split into two streams and shot neatly into a pair of small white porcelain bowls.
"Xiao Yan, time to eat!"
Xu Yi called to her, picked up a porcelain bowl, and raised it toward Yan Zi.
Yan Zi was about to sit down when she caught sight of the scene beyond the illusory formation. Her face blanched, and she blurted, "Young master, they're here!"
High above, crowds had packed in from every direction until not a gap remained. Then, all at once, more than forty gaping holes opened in their midst.
More than forty figures came swooping in like lightning.
Four or five of them exuded an especially imposing aura. Riding enormous demons of terrifying size, they swept a vast space clear as soon as they appeared.
"Hahaha! You little thief surnamed Xu, open the door and welcome your guests! This old man would like to see just where the Great Yue Myth gets its divinity!"
A Buddha wreathed in golden light rode a gigantic immortal crane through the air. His roar boomed like thunder, shaking the entire scene. Every time his wide sleeves swept upward, he sent great swaths of people surging back.
"Gold-Glazed Head, let me take the first move!"
From the southwest, a streak of light shot toward them. As it drew near, it revealed itself to be a grotesque face