Lu Yin had only cultivated for twelve years, yet he had achieved what he had today. That was a miracle in itself, so it was no surprise that he'd had plenty of fortuitous encounters. He had already prepared for the worst. Even if Lu Yin had a way to resist the death energy, he couldn't possibly withstand the death energy beside the pit. Even Star Envoys couldn't do that.
Panting heavily, Lu Yin saw more and more images of slaughter in his mind. It was as if he were hallucinating: one enemy after another appeared, transformed into zombies, and surrounded him.
He clenched his fists. "Get lost! Get lost! All of you, get lost!" With a furious roar, Lu Yin swung his hand and struck the void. The death energy cleared in one spot, only to fill it again in an instant.
Lu Yin crouched halfway to the ground, his whole body trembling. He had absorbed too much death energy and felt as if he were losing control.
Several more days passed. The death energy that had accumulated inside Lu Yin nearly filled the amount of star energy he needed to break through to the Hunting Realm. He was absorbing death energy at more than ten times the rate he had at the previous spot. He had already reached the amount required for a breakthrough, but by now his consciousness was gradually dissipating. Even reciting the entire text on the stone wall did no good.
Death energy wasn't Essence, Qi, and Spirit. The text on the stone wall couldn't help him.
Lu Yin had seen far too much. He silently recited the text on the stone wall, trying to stay as lucid as possible. If only he could use the Life and Death Profound Art. If the death energy really