Cui Jiuyang drew a deep breath and chose the Kan Palace Canglang Dragon-Repelling Coin for this first ripple.
Although detonating any one of them should theoretically have a similar effect, choosing one with a more appropriate affinity seemed to ease his taut nerves a little.
The Apotropaic Coin engraved with a flood dragon suddenly let out a piercing roar like a Malevolent Flood Dragon. Layers of phantom waves rippled across it, vivid and lifelike.
Then, with a thought, Cui Jiuyang forcibly compressed the Spiritual Power inside the coin, making it collide and crash against itself!
He threw the paths of its circulating Spiritual Power into complete disarray, until it became nothing but chaotic, disorderly clashes!
The Malevolent Flood Dragon's roar instantly turned into an agonized wail.
The entire Kan Palace Canglang Dragon-Repelling Coin plunged into the long river of the Spiritual Vein like a drop of water cast into boiling oil.
Then-boom!
A muffled explosion came from within the Spiritual Vein.
The Apotropaic Coin blasted a cavity three zhang across inside the Spiritual Vein!
The cavity lay directly in the spreading ripple's path, blocking well over half the shock wave's spread.
Cui Jiuyang could not help feeling delighted. The first step... worked!
"Gah!"
A metallic sweetness surged up his throat, and a great mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, staining the front of his robe red.
His Divine Soul felt as though an enormous invisible axe had cleaved it.
Agony that threatened to split his head in two instantly swept through his entire consciousness!
The backlash from detonating a magical artifact was utterly unlike the pain of an ordinary injury!
It felt more like a red-hot knife churning wildly inside his body. His tender internal organs, his fragile Divine Soul and sea of consciousness, had no power to resist!
Yet