"I'm a Fake Human?"
Liu Xuan sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.
"That joke has really opened my eyes."
Before he finished speaking, several thick vines suddenly accelerated, smashing toward Tang Hao with the sound of tearing air. They moved so fast they almost left afterimages.
Tang Hao flashed aside, narrowly dodging them, but the enormous screen behind him was struck by the vines.
Crash!
Sharp fragments of the screen flew past Tang Hao's cheek, leaving a shallow bloody cut.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a bizarre figure reflected in the shards.
Its entire body was black as ink, utterly devoid of luster, like a piece of thoroughly charred coal. It looked savage and terrifying, its features so blurred they made one's heart tremble.
A chill instantly spread through his body, and Tang Hao had no time to think.
The Clear Sky Hammer swept up a violent gale, carrying an earth-shattering force as it smashed ruthlessly toward Liu Xuan.
Liu Xuan's expression did not change. He controlled the vines, weaving them rapidly into a thick shield.
The shield was covered in spikes and emitted a dim blue glow, seemingly indestructible.
Boom—!
The dull impact was deafening, and the shockwave swept outward like a tsunami.
Tang Hao felt an enormous force travel through the hammer, forcing him back several steps.
Yet Liu Xuan remained where he was, completely unmoved. There was not even the slightest ripple on his face.
"You alone are no match for me."
"Call out your helper. Don't waste time."
Liu Xuan's tone carried absolute confidence, as though victory was already his.
"Helper?"
"What helper?"
Tang Hao frowned deeply, his heart filled with confusion.
He had no idea what the other man meant.
Who was the real Fake Human?
Other than being