Facing Di Jun's assault, Jieyin remained calm as he raised a hand and summoned the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus.
The golden lotus bloomed layer upon layer, its Lotus Platform radiating light as it manifested Merit Golden Light and raised a defensive barrier.
His purpose was merely to hold them back; he had no intention of attacking.
Besides, Jieyin expected that the Demon Race would not persist in this entanglement.
Tongtian, however, wore a sharp expression. The Qingping Sword transformed into a grim-cold streak of sword light and took the initiative to meet Di Jun head-on.
Sword qi surged into the heavens, incomparably sharp. It tore through the blazing Solar True Fire and forced Di Jun back again and again.
Seeing the Xuan Sect Disciples make their move, Queen Mother of the West finally relaxed somewhat. A trace of relief appeared on her face as she hurried forward, cupped her hands, and said gratefully:
"Thank you, fellow Daoists, for saving my life!"
"No need."
Laozi stroked his beard with a smile, his voice steady and distant.
"You are the Immortal Chief personally appointed by our teacher. Now that you are in trouble, how could we, as his disciples, simply stand by and watch?"
Bei Ming raised a hand, drawing the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler back into his grasp. Its radiance withdrew inward, and he said nothing further.
With matters having reached this point, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had given no indication whatsoever.
That meant the disposition of the Immortal Chief would be decided entirely by the six of them.
Now that the six Xuan Sect Disciples had appeared, regardless of whether the Demon Race considered matters rationally or judged by strength alone, they could no longer possibly kill Queen Mother of the West.
Still, both sides needed a way down.
But if