What made this Red Guanyin terrifying was that it was only a crimson silhouette.
If he used Indra's Hand to imprison it, before he could even cover it,
it would shatter and vanish, whereas the suppressive force of Indra's Eye worked in every direction.
As long as he unleashed his God-and-Demon Power in full, whether it was a physical entity or a silhouette, it would be pinned in place.
But the situation was somewhat deadlocked now. If he closed Indra's Eye,
the suppression on Red Guanyin would disappear, and Red Guanyin would shatter and vanish again.
Could Indra's Eye absorb it?
A question arose in Qu Zan's mind.
Red Guanyin's blood-red, hideous figure remained fixed in place, utterly motionless.
Qu Zan brought his left hand closer. When the Eye of the Ghost God touched the blood shadow,
a pulling force came from it, absorbing the blood shadow.
A surge of excruciating pain shot through his arm. He felt his left hand suddenly grow extraordinarily heavy, and an icy, uncanny power flooded into it.
His left arm trembled again and again.
Every eye of his Indra's Eye strained wide open, blood dripping from their corners.
All the eyeballs turned blood-red.
That red came from the red of Red Guanyin's body.
Indra's Eye had fused with Red Guanyin!
Replenished by the uncanny power, the power of Qu Zan's ghost eyes broke the balance.
Pop! Pop!
Blood-red spots sprouted one after another on Qu Zan's arm. Each blood-red, festering spot was an eye.
Those red spots kept spreading up his arm, about to pass his shoulder and grow onto his torso.
"Hand of the Ghost God, swallow those eyes!"
Qu Zan activated and unleashed the full power of Indra's Hand. In an instant, thousands of ghost hands appeared around him, covering the ground