The nine shadowy giant hands erupted with black light almost simultaneously.
Immediately afterward.
The nine shadowy giant hands merged into a young man in black.
When the young man in black split out from the shadow tactic, his eyes were cold and indifferent.
"I truly never expected that a mere outsider could possess such terrifying strength."
The young man in black spoke to Lin Xuan.
When Lin Xuan saw the young man in black's face, his expression changed as well.
Because the young man in black looked far too much like Xuantian—almost exactly the same.
Lin Xuan could not help but suspect that this young man in black was actually Xuantian.
"You're Xuantian?"
Lin Xuan spoke coldly.
When he heard Lin Xuan's voice, a look of surprise appeared on the young man in black's face.
"Looks like my guess was right after all. You really did see that damn Xuantian phantom!"
As he spoke, a trace of savage hatred appeared on the young man in black's face.
The young man in black seemed to hate the Xuantian phantom to the extreme.
"I'm no Xuantian. I am Black Xuantian!"
Black Xuantian snorted coldly, looking at Lin Xuan with undisguised disgust.
Lin Xuan's brows lifted slightly. From Black Xuantian's attitude, he could already tell that Black Xuantian and Xuantian were definitely connected in countless ways.
However, Lin Xuan was not particularly concerned at that moment with whether Black Xuantian was a force belonging to Xuantian.
Lin Xuan pointed out with one hand, and the vast gray-white mist once again transformed into gray-white giant hands, one after another striking toward Black Xuantian.
"Your idea isn't bad. You want to use these gray-white giant hands to hold me down, but unfortunately, my power far surpasses that of your gray-white giant hands."
Black Xuantian snorted