"Xiao Heng. You can't." Mo Ye's face changed, he said in a low voice, "Although Spiritual Weapons aren't very powerful, if used ten thousand times in succession... your Nascent Soul won't be able to withstand it! You... you will die!"
He is an expert in Artifact Refining and naturally understands the underlying issues.
A single Spiritual Weapon isn't strong, but even the slightest damage, when accumulated, is lethal!
Xiao Heng remained silent, his expression exceptionally calm.
"Xiao Heng!!" Mo Ye's heart trembled slightly.
He and Xiao Heng were close friends, and now he understood what Xiao Heng was thinking, but he found it hard to control himself.
"Xiao Heng, this is a strategy. If we kill them, these people will be saved," Fire Nether said softly.
Jue Chen laughed lightly, "No, if I die, they will only die faster."
"Brother Xiao Heng! There must be another way," Hu Jiuling said through clenched teeth.
"Xiao Heng, don't act impulsively," Qingxuan said in a low voice.
