Nine dazzling fissures of violet-black starlight tore across the surface of Wang Jian's revolving Golden Core from pole to pole.
Inside the deep-earth Frost-Jade Meditation Chamber beneath the second outer island, the air pressure dropped into a suffocating vacuum. As the fist-sized black-gold sphere inside Wang Jian's lower energy reservoir split apart, the ten-thousand-year essence of the Dragon-Vein Spirit Pearl pressed against his solar plexus and the medicinal wave of the Peak-Grade Rank 4 Soul-Nurturing Pill exploded simultaneously within his torso.
BOOOOOOM!
A muffled roar vibrated through Wang Jian's flesh and Spirit Bones, shaking the flood-dragon skull altar beneath his crossed legs. The three-foot-deep pool of liquid spiritual essence covering the chamber floor surged upward in a boiling white funnel, pouring into his open pores at a terrifying rate.
