Hai Si was still clutching a regenerating thigh, desperately trying to resist the suction, but it was useless. He screamed incessantly at the monster that had appeared behind the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.
Hidden in the shadows, Yang An witnessed the scene and had already quietly extended his perception.
The monster behind the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall was already over a hundred feet tall and was still growing larger. A bizarre aura emanated from it.
It was Hai Shu's aura. The moment he sensed it, Yang An immediately identified the monster: Hai Shu, the very same one Hai Xin had just driven back.
Hai Shu's body was now constantly twisting, but it had already taken on the rough form of a Buddha.
His body was still covered with an assortment of different faces.
Flesh and blood grew from beneath these faces, each one connected by something like a long neck. Different Buddhist Mantras were carved onto their round heads.
