Chong An had just heard that demon bandits had appeared, and he had indeed sensed a powerful demonic aura. He had planned to go and see how the authorities of this age dealt with demons.
From Old Qing, the horse demon, he had heard that such incidents were now quite rare.
He was also very curious how this imperial court had managed to tame demons until they became so obedient.
Just then, he suddenly sensed something. Raising his head to the sky, he saw something resembling a spider's nest appear overhead, emanating threads of spiritual light. It constantly resonated with the bracelets on his wrist and those of the people around him. Following the prompts upon them, some people on the streets quickened their pace and moved away from the direction where the great demon had appeared.
He found it quite interesting. This thing truly was useful.
It was as if eyes watched from the heavens. Where could demon bandits possibly hide?
Still, locating the demon did not mean it could be subdued.
In his view, great demons were enormously destructive. Dealing with such creatures ought to cause quite a commotion, if not shake heaven and earth. Should anything go wrong, he could lend a hand.
Yet when he arrived, he found that the actual situation differed somewhat from what he had imagined.
The demon was a sheep demon thirty meters tall, standing atop a small garden hill within the city. City guards had strung up ropes around the area, driving away the excited crowds gathering to watch. The guards seemed accustomed to grand scenes and all appeared quite calm.
The sheep demon standing on the hill, meanwhile, seemed somewhat bewildered by the scene before it.
Chong An then saw two Daoists in ordinary clothes. Both held magical artifacts that