Yang Chan had charged too fiercely and forgotten the Restraining Seal Yang Jian had laid down.
Unsurprisingly, she was sent flying straight back.
"Ow!" Yang Chan cried out. The impact left her arms numb, and the Treasure Lotus Lamp rolled far away.
"Tsk, tsk." Nezha swung his feet and clicked his tongue. "Third Holy Mother, what are you doing? Second Brother personally laid down that unyielding seal. Forget you-even if my true body came here, forcing my way through would knock out a couple of teeth."
"No!"
"I have to get out!"
"Chen Qingquan is only a Golden Immortal! He couldn't withstand even one finger from Second Brother! He'll die!"
Yang Chan scrambled up from the ground, so frantic that tears nearly spilled from her eyes.
"He won't die, he won't die." Nezha waved a hand reassuringly. "I know you're anxious, but hold your horses. That pretty boy is shrewd, and Taibai Jinxing has arrived too."
"The Star Lord is there too?"
Yang Chan froze for a moment, and most of her anxiety immediately faded.
Taibai Jinxing never descended to the mortal world lightly, but whenever he stepped in, it was no small matter.
With the Star Lord present, no matter how furious Second Brother was, he would never bring that blade down.
"If the Star Lord has stepped in, then everything will surely be fine." Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief.
"You bet!" Nezha grinned cheekily. "Still, Second Brother certainly won't be happy about being nudged along with the current. Taking you away outright is impossible. There'll have to be a few little twists."
"Little twists?" The heart Yang Chan had just settled rose into her throat again.
"Don't panic. See for yourself." Nezha snapped his fingers, and radiant light swiftly gathered into a Lotus Water Mirror.