Hai Si still clutched a regrowing leg in his hand, desperately trying to resist the pull, but it was all in vain. He kept shouting at the monster that had appeared behind the Myriad Buddha Hall.
Yang An, hidden in the shadows, caught sight of this and quietly extended his senses.
The monster behind the Myriad Buddha Hall was already over thirty meters tall, and it was still growing larger and taller. At the same time, an exceedingly strange aura emerged.
It was Hai Shu's aura. The instant Yang An sensed it, he immediately identified the monster as Hai Shu, whom Haixin had driven back earlier.
Hai Shu's body was twisting continuously, yet it had already taken on the rudimentary shape of a Buddha.
His body was still covered in countless distinct faces.
Flesh had grown beneath those faces. Each face was connected like a long neck, while every round head bore a different Sanskrit incantation.
The main reason that aura was so strange was that Yang An could sense it growing ever stronger, rising as though it had no limit.
But beyond the Gui Dao was the Immortal Platform Realm. No matter how much it rose, it could never reach the level of that Old Man Ming He.
At that moment, Hai Shu seemed trapped within the Gui Dao, able only to climb within that realm yet never reach its peak.
Hai Si's body was dragged across the ground, gouging out a deep trench. Though he desperately tried to seize every obstacle and stop himself from being pulled toward Hai Shu, it was futile.
In the end, he even tried to destroy himself, forcibly shattering his own flesh and turning himself into scattered fragments once more.
Yet doing so only made him get pulled in faster.
With a miserable