Pain coursed through his nerves, and blood kept trying to gush out. Although he had cast the Light Spell immediately, lingering waves of pain still battered his brain, hurting enough to make him cry out.
He had had no idea what happened. The devouring had been far faster than any living creature could react to. It was less like devouring and more like two opposing forms of energy mixing together and turning into nothingness.
Like a positive and a negative meeting and canceling each other out to zero.
A clenched fist would fit snugly into the gaping hole torn through his mouth, reaching all the way to his throat.
That was precisely how much energy a single Void Coin represented.
Half his tongue was gone, an entire row of old teeth had vanished, half his cheek had broken away, and a small section beneath his nose had been shaved off. His lips and beard were long gone. Li Ziran looked like a mountain with a chunk forcibly excavated from its middle.
The wound writhed, already forming a scar. The scar produced by the Healing Spell was peeling away too, revealing a fresh, tender wall of flesh.
Remembering what had just happened still sent a shiver of fear through him. If that Void Coin had possessed any more devouring power, his entire body would have been consumed in an instant.
He could vaguely sense that no element could resist this devouring, as though this void energy were the natural bane of the Red Soil Continent's elements.
That made him think of where Void Coins came from. The powerful Ancient Clans refined them in the Void Expanse. Clearly, this was not an element, but energy from beyond the Red Soil Continent.
A halting shuffle of footsteps came from upstairs, slowly pulling Li