"What is your relationship with Golden Scale?" Huang Tong demanded in a deep voice.
Wei Qing sneered and opened his mouth to answer.
"Don't fall for his trick! Huang Tong is trying to draw you into conversation and stall for time so that old Guanyue can rush over!" the Black Flood Dragon King shouted coldly, cutting Wei Qing off.
Wei Qing's expression stiffened at those words.
"It is already too late to realize that. I have just sent word to Martial Uncle Guanyue. He is on his way from the Water-Cloud Abode and will arrive shortly! You heretical fiends dared to offend Mount Putuo? Today, none of you will escape!" Huang Tong sneered repeatedly.
"Immortal Guanyue is Mount Putuo's pillar of heaven. His cultivation has reached the Taiyi Realm. Though these fiends are powerful and used treachery to grievously wound Mount Putuo's elders, once Guanyue arrives, he can destroy them with a wave of his hand," Bai Xiaotian's voice transmitted into Shen Luo's ear.
"Since we dared to come to your Mount Putuo, we naturally came prepared. Did you think we would overlook that old Guanyue?" the Black Flood Dragon King said with a cold smile.
The smile on Huang Tong's face froze.
At that moment, a series of tremendous booms rang out from far beyond the mountain gate. By the time they reached this place, only the aftershocks remained, yet they still shook the void and made all of Mount Putuo tremble.
Everyone looked into the distance and saw two vast streaks of light, one gold and one black, colliding fiercely at the end of the horizon. Each collision shook the sky and churned the clouds.
"Martial Uncle Guanyue!" Qinglian Fairy and the others' expressions changed.
Though the distance was immense, they recognized at once that the golden light