"The sixth Soul Skill." Tang Hao's voice fell silent, and the remaining Soul Power on Clear Sky Hammer began to condense, "Clear Sky Body Protection!"
A dark golden mask appeared on the surface of Tang Hao's Martial Soul Avatar. It was the defensive Soul Skill. He was shielding himself.
This means that Tang Hao switches from offense to defense.
Qin Chuan saw this change and understood in his heart that Tang Hao was adjusting his tactics. The cost of blowing up three rings was too high, and his current state was not enough to support a high-intensity attack.
"Then let me try the new thing I got." Qin Chuan said in his heart.
He closed his eyes and concentrated his mental energy on the eighth white ray Soul Ring.
The information of Elder's Majesty Soul Skill has been completely analyzed. Its effect is very simple and very scary.
Transform into the person your opponent respects the most.
One to one copy. Appearance, voice, breath, Soul Power fluctuations, all copied.
So here comes the question, who is the person Tang Hao respects the most?
The answer requires almost no thought.
Tang Chen!!
The founder of the Clear Sky Sect, the creator of Great Sumeru Hammer. The grandfather of level 99 Limit Douluo. Tang Hao who once stood at the absolute top of the continent.
The eighth white channel Soul Ring of Qin Chuan lights up.
"Eighth Soul Skill, [Elder's Majesty!]"
Qin Chuan's voice fell, and golden light poured out from the eighth white Soul Ring, instantly covering his whole body.
In the light, Qin Chuan's body began to change.
The height is stretching, the shoulders are broadening, and the contours of the face are reshaping, replicating them one to one.
The entire change process takes less than three seconds.
The golden light dispersed.
Standing there was no longer the eighteen-year-old boy in black robe.
A middle-aged handsome man appeared.
He is tall and burly, with broad shoulders and a broad back. He has strong muscles, black hair and black eyes, a sharp and handsome profile, deep and sharp eyes, and a majestic aura that looks down on the world.
The most important thing is breath.
The aura emanating from that person was thick, deep, and immeasurable. The aura of level 99 Limit Douluo was like a bottomless abyss, making everyone who came close feel their own insignificance.
Tang Hao's body froze.
Martial Soul Avatar's huge body remained motionless, as if someone had pressed the pause button. His eyes were fixed on the person who appeared on the battlefield, and his pupils dilated little by little.
That figure, that stance, that breath.
Impossible!
"Master...?" Tang Hao's voice changed. It was not the rough roaring and yelling tone just now, but a trembling, disbelieving whisper.
"Hao." A deep voice sounded.
That voice was exactly the same as Tang Hao remembered it. It was low, steady, and had the aura of a superior person who was not angry and confident. It was just one word, but it made Tang Hao's heart suddenly tighten.
The voice, the tone, the calm and majestic way of speaking that is unique to Tang Chen.
Tang Hao's reason was telling him crazily that this was a lie. This was that young man's Soul Skill. Grandpa had not been born for many years and could not appear here.
But his body didn't listen to his reason.
His hands were shaking. The hand holding Clear Sky Hammer was shaking. The forty-meter-tall Martial Soul Avatar's arms were shaking slightly.
"Hao, do you know that you are wrong?" The voice sounded again. This time, it sounded like a question without anger or authority.
Tang Hao's breathing stopped for a beat.
Did he know he was wrong? Grandpa asked him if he knew he was wrong!
Tang Hao's mind went blank.
All those things that had been buried deep in his heart were brought out in front of this voice. The scene of massacring Yuze Village, the scene of controlling Xiao Wu's mind, and the scene of making Tang San sacrifice human beings flashed through his mind one after another.
What would grandpa think of him if he saw this?
The operation of Soul Power of Tang Hao began to be disordered.
Divine Slaughter's Domain's dark red evil aura is fading rapidly, dissipating from the air in large areas. Martial Soul Avatar's forty-meter-long body is also experiencing unstable fluctuations, and the dark red light on the surface of the body flashes and dims.
"No... you're fake..." Tang Hao's voice came out from between his teeth, but he had no confidence at all.
Qin Chuan maintains the form of Tang Chen and takes a step forward.
Just one step.
The aura of level 99 Limit Douluo advanced one level with this step. It is not a real level 99 combat power, but the aura is completely real. The copying effect of Elder's Majesty is not only the appearance, but also the aura fluctuations are restored one to one.
Tang Hao's Martial Soul Avatar shook a bit.
His legs began to weaken. The knees of the forty-meter-tall giant were bending.
"You... are not..." Tang Hao is still struggling, but his voice is getting smaller and smaller, and less and less powerful.
Qin Chuan didn't say much.
The dark red evil spirit of Divine Slaughter's Domain continues to fade, and the light of Martial Soul Avatar continues to weaken.
The two states began to disintegrate at the same time. Tang Hao's mental power was seriously disturbed by [Elder's Majesty], and it was no longer possible to maintain so many powerful Soul Skill at the same time.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of Tang Hao and Martial Soul Avatar. The blood atomized into a red mist in the air and scattered down.
Martial Soul Avatar can't hold it any longer.
Tang Hao's forty-meter-tall huge body began to shrink, and its dark red skin faded away. Eventually, Tang Hao returned to its normal size.
Divine Slaughter's Domain is completely dissipated and Martial Soul Avatar is lifted.
Tang Hao was kneeling there, holding the hammer handle of Clear Sky Hammer with his right hand and his left hand on the ground. His breathing was heavy and rapid, like blowing a bellows.
He raised his head and looked at the face of "Tang Chen" with his bloodshot eyes. There was anger and unwillingness in it, but more importantly, an inexplicable guilty conscience.
Qin Chuan maintained the form of Tang Chen, looking down at Tang Hao who was kneeling on the ground.
This scene is very ironic. A few minutes ago, Tang Hao was still the 40-meter-tall dark red giant, chasing Qin Chuan with hammer and blow. Now, he was kneeling on the ground, almost losing the strength to stand up.
The price of three Soul Ring blasts and the mental impact caused Tang Hao's condition to hit rock bottom.
Qin Chuan knows that Tang Hao subconsciously knows that this "Tang Chen" is fake. But the problem is that Elder's Majesty and Soul Skill affect not only rational judgments, but also deep emotions and instinctive reactions.
Tang Hao No matter how much he tells himself that this is a lie, his body and Soul Power will still subconsciously obey the breath of "grandpa".
That's enough.
"Hao, are the things you have done over the years worthy of your ancestors?"
Qin Chuan said this sentence in the voice of Tang Chen, his tone was calm, but every word carried the weight of Qian Jun.
Tang Hao's body trembled again.
"No... you are not him!" Tang Hao gritted his teeth.
He is resisting, mentally resisting.
Qin Chuan can feel that Soul Power in Tang Hao's body is trying to operate again.
After all, this man is level 95 Titled Douluo, and his willpower is far beyond that of ordinary people. Give him another ten seconds, and he will be able to break free from the influence of Elder's Majesty.
Qin Chuan took two more steps forward and stood less than five meters in front of Tang Hao.
"Clear Sky Sect's face has been completely embarrassed by you!!"
This sentence is like a needle, accurately piercing Tang Hao's most sensitive nerve.
"No~~!" Tang Hao suddenly raised his head, staring directly at the face of "Tang Chen" with his blood-red eyes. He picked up Clear Sky Hammer and swung the hammer directly upward from the kneeling position.
The movements are very fast, but the strength is less than half of its peak!
Qin Chuan just stood there quietly, raising his left hand. "Shenra, Tianzheng!"