"Perhaps Brother Qin had devoured Thousand Illusions Evil Lord earlier, so he acquired his aura!" Gongsun Jia said uncertainly.
He did not quite understand either why Su Mo's Qianhuan Nascent Soul had an aura so similar to Thousand Illusions Evil Lord's Qianhuan Nascent Soul.
However, he simply could not believe that Su Mo's Qianhuan Nascent Soul was Thousand Illusions Evil Lord's Primordial Spirit.
Hearing this, everyone fell silent. The explanation was quite far-fetched, but it seemed there was no other explanation besides this one.
Devouring Thousand Illusions Evil Lord and thereby gaining Thousand Illusions Evil Lord's Primordial Spirit was even more impossible.
Of course, everyone still had many doubts in their hearts, but they could not guess what the reason truly was.
Su Mo ignored everyone's suspicions and did not explain anything to Gongsun Jia, focusing wholeheartedly on stabilizing his defense.
Even if others learned that his Qianhuan Nascent Soul was Thousand Illusions Evil Lord's Primordial Spirit, it would not be a big deal.
Let alone this matter—even if his identity as a Reincarnated Soul Clone were exposed now, he would not care too much.
With the support of his three Primordial Spirits and bloodline power, Su Mo's defense soon stabilized once more.
Thick Chaos Origin Power wrapped around his body, forming powerful body-protecting Origin Power.
Although the body-protecting Origin Power continually collapsed beneath the unceasing attacks of the sharp aura, the rate of collapse remained within Su Mo's control.
Everyone was incomparably shocked that Su Mo could maintain such a stable defense even within three zhang.
No one advanced any further. They quietly watched Su Mo, for he had already displayed hope of reaching the peak of Sword Mountain.
Time slowly passed. After roughly half a quarter-hour, Su Mo had fully adapted to the sharp aura at the three-zhang