Li Ling was still a little clumsy when he first used the Silk Gauze Sash, but by the time an entire shower of Spirit Rain had fallen, he had grown familiar with it.
Afterward, he continued upstream, bringing sweet rain from heaven to the disaster-stricken areas along the way.
The power of laws within the Dragon Vein was the key to directing this water essence. Li Ling himself did not possess a complete set of spirit roots, but under the Dragon Vein's control, all of this became as natural as instinct, moving with each shift of his thoughts.
This power seemed difficult to employ in high-level magical combat, but its strengths lay in its vast scale and long duration, comparable to the forces of nature.
None of this came without a price. As he kept drawing on its power, the incense and fire prayer power within the divine kingdom domain dwindled at a rate visible to the naked eye. Had the actual Great Lin River God, or any other cultivator aspiring to the divine path, witnessed it, their hearts would surely have bled.
This was all cultivation capital, the very key to converting divine power!
Ever since the Great Lin River had gained a spirit, it had received offerings and sacrifices from the people living along its banks. Who knew how many years it had taken to accumulate this incense and fire prayer power?
However vast its reserves, they could not withstand such ruinous squandering.
Since the Demonic Path had seized the Great Lin River God's authority, its use of this power had been nothing short of miserly, reserved for creating floods, slaughtering people, and transforming souls.
When they used these powers, they risked the erosion of their minds. Purifying them was far more difficult for them than for Li