Its face was hidden by a helmet, but from the gaps spilled an unfathomable darkness, shadowy and slick like a cat's whiskers or an octopus's tentacle, snaking out from the inside of the helmet as if searching for something.
But before it could find any valuable information, a piercing whistle sounded through the surrounding airspace.
"Target sighted!"
"A demon appears!"
Centered around Hanging Fate Valley, a large number of Red Armored Guards patrolling the vicinity immediately converged on the area where the Divided Demon was spotted.
They shouted their slogans, and on their armor, tiny text-formed flame patterns flowed and burned, faintly linking together into a massive Military Formation that cast the surrounding forest in a reddish glow.
In what was originally Hanging Fate Manor, now a Red Armored Guard encampment, shone bright lights of Daoist arts, brightening ten miles around as vividly as daylight and banishing all evil spirits.
