The instant the source Ghost Hand touched the Iron Tree Corpse-Piercing Vidyaraja's body, the iron spikes extending from within the Vengeful Ghost stabbed wildly, piercing one after another into the Ghost Hands covering its surface.
The iron bars tore through the Ghost Hands' flesh, but because they were dead hands, no blood flowed.
Fine iron twigs rapidly sprouted from the wounds, spreading outward.
Qu Zan felt an eerie power invade, its cold, deathly stillness flowing up through the Ghost Hands.
"This thing's terror level is that high?" Qu Zan found it somewhat unbelievable.
His left hand gradually lost sensation. His eerie power was being affected by the other party.
"Then let's try Indra’s Eye." Cold sweat kept breaking out on Qu Zan's back.
The Vidyaraja stopped advancing and stiffly turned its head to look at Qu Zan.
Its hollow, deathly still eyes looked at Qu Zan. He did not know whether it was an illusion, but he kept feeling that the corners of this Vengeful Ghost's mouth had curved slightly upward.
Could this ghost be smiling at him, or was an even more terrifying awakening about to occur?
Qu Zan's left arm kept swelling and contracting, the flesh along the entire arm heaving and churning. Forty-eight Indra’s Eyes were staggered across it.
The ghost eye pierced and burst earlier had spawned more eyes, and a tearing pain shot up his left arm into his skull.
Ordinary use of the Ghost Hand was already struggling to suppress it. If he allowed it to keep devouring his eerie power, the only outcome would be a backlash against himself.
Qu Zan used the power of the Eye of the Ghost God to merge the ghost eyes with the Ghost Hands. In other words, eyes opened one after another upon the Ghost Hands.
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