"Black Flood Dragon King! What are you doing here at Mount Putuo?" Qinglian Fairy's pupils contracted at the sight of the newcomer, and she demanded an answer in an icy voice.
She was deeply shaken. After the unexpected incident at the assembly, every restriction throughout Mount Putuo had been activated. How had these demons evaded them all?
Figures flashed onto the dais in rapid succession, revealing five or six more people. They were Wei Qing and several Mount Putuo elders, all at the Great Vehicle Stage or above.
"What, my Black Dragon Pool and your Mount Putuo are both in the South Sea. We're neighbors, after all. With Mount Putuo holding such a grand assembly, we came especially to show our support. Surely you welcome us, Fellow Daoist Qinglian? This is hardly the way to treat guests..." The giant in black armor laughed heartily, strode forward, and descended toward the ground below.
The air around the square flickered, and three layers of restriction barriers appeared, red, blue, and white. Runes flowed across them, radiating brilliant light. They were clearly sophisticated restrictions.
A look of disdain crossed the black-armored giant's face, and he continued his descent.
With a sharp crack, the restriction formed by the three barriers shattered like scraps of paper the instant it touched his body.
The black-armored giant landed in the square ahead. The other demons descended as well, taking their places in the square.
The disciples of the various sects hurried away from the demons and gathered beside the dais.
A trace of anger appeared on Qinglian Fairy's face, and she was about to speak.
"Our demon fellow Daoists have come from afar and are our guests. Naturally, we welcome them. Attendants, prepare seats for them," Daoist Huang Tong beside her said calmly, suddenly raising a hand