Wang Hao's laughter echoed through the room, while Ye Yongxian's expression grew darker and darker.
"All right, if you want to fight, wait until later. Finish the important matter first."
"Wang Hao, you try."
Chen Changsheng stopped Wang Hao's mockery.
Hearing that, Wang Hao said, "Fine, I'll give you, Chen Changsheng, some face. I'll properly laugh at my ancestor later."
"Also, before I try, there's something I need to clarify."
"Will something like the Uncanny invade through Divine Sense?"
"No. The Uncanny can only invade through direct contact."
"That's good."
As he spoke, Wang Hao directly sliced off his own hand.
Swish!
Splash!
Flesh Sprouts writhed, and a new hand instantly grew back. The severed hand, meanwhile, transformed into a miniature Wang Hao.
The shrunken Wang Hao leaped into the air, then jumped straight into the Round Ball.
Suck.
Before the black energy could react, the miniature Wang Hao sucked it all into his stomach.
"According to the information Chen Changsheng provided, the Uncanny invades living beings only to seek out hosts."
"While parasitizing them, the Uncanny gradually merges with its host and helps strengthen it."
"The more potential a living being has, the more outstanding a host it is in their eyes."
"Not to brag, but the body I crafted is absolutely one of a kind under heaven. At the very least, it's far better than yours, Ancestor."
Wang Hao threw out another wave of mockery.
Meanwhile, the miniature "Wang Hao" inside the Round Ball was rapidly growing stronger.
Just as Chen Changsheng was about to strike and eliminate the thing inside the Round Ball, an unexpected development occurred.
The miniature "Wang Hao" suddenly weakened at a rapid pace, then turned into a puddle of blood. The Uncanny vanished without a trace as well.
Wang Hao: ???
The sight