With this in mind, Yang An settled on a plan.

If he really couldn’t hold on, he would deliberately reveal an opening and let all these Evil Demons come for his life.

He refused to believe that Elder Monk Hai Shu would actually let him be killed by these Evil Demons.

After all, his Jade Kala Vajra Body had reached its limit. There was no point in continuing to fight like this.

If they were really willing to sacrifice him, the Buddha’s Son, to the Evil Demons, then what more was there to say? He’d be better off leaving Great Virtue Temple altogether!

With another two punches, he sent two more Evil Demons flying. The mire at his feet churned.

Just then, a massive shadow suddenly enveloped Yang An.

At a glance, dozens of Evil Demons looked as if they had been skewered together, forming one gigantic monster that lunged at him.

By the time Yang An "reacted," the monster was already upon him, giving him no chance to counter.

As the attack was about to land, Yang An’s expression turned ugly, and he even looked a little panicked.

He "desperately wanted" to raise his hands to block, but the Evil Demon’s attack was simply too fast.

Just as the hideous maw and countless spikes were about to plunge into Yang An’s body, his face pale—

DONG—

A sound like a great temple bell suddenly rang out.

The Evil Demon’s attack froze less than three inches from Yang An.

Lines of Scripture Mantras enveloped Yang An, preventing the attack from advancing another inch.

Seeing this, Yang An let out a "sigh of relief" and immediately looked toward the direction where Elder Monk Hai Shu had disappeared.

Sure enough, Elder Monk Hai Shu had appeared there, looking at him with a kind and benevolent expression.

But with Yang An’s rescue, the Evil Demons began to roar in fury.

"Old bald ass! You promised we could kill him and you’d let us out! How dare you interfere!"

"You lying old bald ass!"

"Damn you! Damn Great Virtue Temple! Aren’t you monks supposed to refrain from lying? You deserve to die!"

Hai Shu Bodhisattva gave no response to the Evil Demons’ furious outcry, merely chanting a soft Buddhist phrase.

With a wave of his hand, a torrent of Scripture Mantras immediately pulled Yang An away from the Evil Demons, bringing him to his side.

The Evil Demons instantly lost their minds, charging madly toward Hai Shu Bodhisattva.

"Suppress!"

In response, Hai Shu Bodhisattva uttered a single, soft word.

In an instant, countless Scripture Mantras formed an infinite barrier, pressing all the Evil Demons down from above and forcing them into the mire.

The Evil Demons struggled frantically, but before Hai Shu of the Insect Dao, it was all to no avail.

They roared one by one, their cries filled with indignation and rage.

But in the blink of an eye, the Eternal Prison fell silent. All sounds and movements vanished without a trace.

The Scripture Mantras swirled endlessly on the ground, forming what looked like a giant vortex that sucked everything into it.

Hai Shu Bodhisattva remained seated quietly on his Lotus Platform. He chanted a Buddhist phrase, then looked at Yang An.

"The Jade Kala Vajra Body is extraordinarily powerful. It allowed you, Yuan Ji, to battle a Corpse Transformation despite having only a Yuan Si Cultivation Level. However, this does not mean you now possess the strength of a Corpse Transformation.

"If you wish for everything to go smoothly, you must be cautious at all times. Your Cultivation Level is what is fundamental. Yuan Ji, you must remember this!"

"Yuan Ji will take this to heart. Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

Yang An responded respectfully to Elder Monk Hai Shu’s teachings.

’Elder Monk Hai Shu was right; Cultivation Level was fundamental.’

’Looks like I’ll have to find a chance to remove the Concealment Seal as soon as possible and "raise" my Cultivation Level.’

’Being too weak will hinder my undercover mission.’

Receiving Yang An’s reply, Elder Monk Hai Shu said no more. He raised his hand and gave it a gentle wave, and the surrounding darkness immediately began to brighten.

Yang An committed a crucial piece of intelligence to memory: the Eternal Prison was suppressed beneath the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.

Naturally, they were returning to where they had come from.

But just as countless Golden Buddha Statues began to appear around them, and the two were about to return to the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall...

BOOM—

a deafening explosion suddenly erupted.

Yang An didn’t know what was happening, but a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart. He saw that Elder Monk Hai Shu’s expression had also changed slightly.

The transformation of their surroundings froze in that instant, as if time and space had been paused.

Countless cracks suddenly appeared in the void on all sides.

The next moment, a flood of blood-red Scripture Mantras poured out from the cracks like tadpoles, and their surroundings were shrouded in a thick, bloody mist.

The blood-red Scripture Mantras converged, suddenly coalescing into an eerie, blood-red Golden Buddha Statue. It faced the two of them, floating silently in the void.

"Hai Shu, long time no see!"

The blood-red Golden Buddha Statue opened its eyes. Within them were innumerable pupils, reflecting a black light.

A mechanical smile appeared on the Golden Buddha Statue’s face as its gaze fixed upon Hai Shu Bodhisattva.

"Leaving so soon? Why not stay a little longer?"

"Amitabha!"

Hai Shu Bodhisattva merely chanted the Buddhist phrase, offering no other response.

He was wearing a string of Prayer Beads on his wrist. He shook them into his hand and casually tossed them.

The Prayer Beads immediately scattered, transforming into numerous Golden Buddha Statues, each dozens of feet tall and cast in brilliant gold.

But just as these Golden Buddha Statues, formed from the Prayer Beads, appeared, countless blood-red Scripture Mantras from the void swarmed into their bodies.