A monster, somewhere between illusion and reality, appeared before Yang An.
Its entire body was shrouded in tentacles covered with eyes, like a thick layer of thatch, with only a single giant eyeball peeking out from within the mass.
It floated silently before Yang An. Its body was over twenty feet tall, and it exuded an obscure and incomprehensible aura.
This was a controllable Xian, so Yang An lowered his guard.
If it had been an uncontrollable, unknown Xian, he would have had to attack it at once.
"Be my Guardian! Don't let anyone get near me, even if it means your death."
Yang An immediately gave it the command.
The moment he finished speaking, the monster's tentacles all surged outward, completely enveloping the space several meters around Yang An.
The tentacles layered over one another, as if building a wall.
The eyes on the tentacles were like mirrors, reflecting everything around them. Points of light formed lines, and lines formed a surface.
