Lu Jun was slightly taken aback, then nodded in admission:
"You're right. The situation was urgent then, and I did use it once."
Ha Luosa's expression seemed to darken further, black as the bottom of a pot.
"It was because of that one time. Do you know that although your Martial Soul Avatar was unleashed only briefly, the celestial phenomenon it triggered—the ultra-low-temperature domain capable of freezing everything—has already caused considerable impact and hidden damage to the ecology and spatial stability of the entire Douluo Star?"
"The entire Douluo Star Plane was affected by subtle fluctuations!"
He warned him sternly:
"Your Martial Soul... the Ice Abyss Sword, is simply too high-level and too destructive."
"After seven rings, every Soul Skill draws upon the laws of heaven and earth. Using them lightly may damage the foundation of the plane."
"So, sir, please heed this advice. If you can avoid using Soul Skills above seven rings, then avoid them. Try not to make too many moves."
"Douluo Star cannot withstand you tossing it around like this again and again."
Lu Jun: "..."
For a moment, he was at a loss for words, filled with exasperation.
Up to now... I had clearly only used my Seventh Soul Skill once!
But he also understood that Ha Luosa was not wrong.
After seven rings, every Soul Skill of the Ice Abyss Sword was practically heaven-defying. Their power was so terrifying that even he was alarmed by it, and each carried a hint of world-ending might.
The phenomenon of ice sealing everything for thousands of miles when he first unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar was proof enough.
That was also why he had become increasingly cautious afterward and rarely used high-level Soul Skills.
"Enough small talk."
Ha Luosa said no more and turned his gaze back