"Taiyi, stop!" Dijun suddenly called out to him.
At Dijun's words, Taiyi frowned. After a moment's hesitation, he still intended to keep waving the banner, but...
Bang! Dijun abruptly vanished from the throne and appeared at his right side, seizing his wrist. "Don't forget who you are!" he thundered. "Do you even care about the Demon Race anymore?"
"I..."
"Give me the Demon-Summoning Banner!" Dijun said sternly.
"Elder Brother!"
"Give it to me. Or... do you intend to fight me?" Dijun demanded with a frown.
Hearing this, Taiyi drew a deep breath. In the end, he slowly released the Demon-Summoning Banner and lowered his head slightly. "Your younger brother... wouldn't dare."
"Hmph!" Dijun snorted, took the Demon-Summoning Banner, and put it away. Then he turned to Kunpeng and the assembled officials of the various races below the jade steps, declaring with imperial authority, "I will consider the Demon Master's suggestion. However, we cannot disregard Dharma Protector Ao Yue's feelings in this matter. I will therefore summon the Dharma Protector back and give my answer after discussing it with him. You are all dismissed."
With that, Dijun swept his sleeves and turned his back on them.
"Yes, Your Majesty. We take our leave!" The Demon Sages and numerous Demon Gods in the hall bowed to Dijun in acknowledgment, then filed out of the High Firmament Hall.
As for Kunpeng, although he had known all along that Dijun would never let Taiyi actually kill him while he was present, he still could not help breathing a sigh of relief when Dijun took the Demon-Summoning Banner back from Taiyi. He also understood that getting Dijun to commit to a campaign against the Dragon Race in one stroke was impossible. He could only take things slowly. Lowering his head, he too answered, "Yes, Your