Although spiritual power is intangible, its impact on people is no less formidable than physical attacks—perhaps it is even more terrifying.
Shi Xiaole suspected that as they continued their journey, these deceptive spiritual illusions would become increasingly powerful and would inflict damage on their spirits.
"Two elders, there's no doubt that we are now in the heart of the Battlefield of Blood. There may be precious items and weapons ahead, but our spiritual power may also suffer significant damage that we may not recover from."
Shi Xiaole voiced his judgement.
Ge Jiao and Pan Yiheng exchanged glances. They had also considered what Shi Xiaole said. The question now was, should they move forward or not?
"Let's keep moving until we cannot bear it anymore. We can then retreat."
Pan Yiheng made the decision.
For his sake as well as for his master's, he could not give up halfway. He had to do his best.
Seeing that both were inclined to continue, Ge Jiao gnashed his teeth.