As the corpse finished speaking...
The yellow-green puddles on the ground began to spread, their surfaces expanding continuously like wellsprings.
This place is still within Corpse Camel Temple's grounds. This fellow is using supernatural power without restraint. Such a dense ghostly aura should have alerted the temple, Qu Zan thought.
No, this fellow has planned so painstakingly that he must have accounted for this already. If he set up a Mandala barrier beforehand, covering this entire area, the ghostly aura here probably cannot escape at all!
The yellow-green puddles gathered into an uncanny lake. Faces appeared on its surface, each belonging to a corpse floating faceup.
There was no telling how many people had died beneath this water.
Qu Zan watched the surrounding puddles intently. I absolutely must not touch those yellow surfaces. Once I'm dragged underwater, the consequences will be unthinkable. I just don't know whether Guocuo is safe.
When Qu Zan looked at the water, he felt countless dead people beneath it watching him.
Looking at that expanse of murky yellow water, its surface impenetrable even to light, Qu Zan felt an intense sense of suffocation.
If my sight could penetrate the water, perhaps I could use Indra's Hand against the fellow beneath it... and fish him out.
Could Indra's Eye actually fall short of Green Tara's terror?!
As the thought arose in Qu Zan's mind, the eyes on his right hand began to multiply and divide.
With a surge of excruciating pain, the original twelve eyes instantly became twenty-four.
The eyes densely covering his arm were uncanny and sinister, nauseating to behold.
Legend says Indra has a thousand eyes. Am I really going to grow that many eyes on my arm?!
In that instant, the supernatural power of Indra's Eye revived, allowing Qu Zan to see beneath