He kept rolling the die. This time, it landed on five, which was no use. He continued. Two—also no use. He rolled again.
On his fourth try, Lu Yin rolled a four and entered the Time Stop Space, where he continued cultivating the Heavenly Star Art.
More than half a year passed once again.
Lu Yin rested for another ten days, then continued rolling the die.
To outsiders, Lu Yin had been in seclusion for nearly two months. For cultivators, two months in seclusion was nothing.
But for Wen Yao and Wen Sansi, it had felt like a long time. They had waited for two months.
Lu Yin watched the die slowly stop spinning. It had landed on six again. He was having incredible luck this time—he'd rolled six three times.
This time, Lu Yin didn't merge into a human. Instead, he merged into a monster: a hundred-meter-tall corpse king.
Looking down at the many corpse kings beneath him, he lifted his head and gazed toward a waterfall flowing upward in the distance. This was the Falling Star Sea, beyond the Horizontal Black Hole.
Lu Yin had merged into a hundred-meter-tall corpse king, a massive creature seemingly designed to destroy Original Treasure Formations. It possessed strength exceeding 500,000, and was walking step by step toward the waterfall that flowed upward. Its destination was naturally the Sixth Continent.
A corpse king again. Lu Yin couldn't help feeling helpless. The Eternal Clan had too many experts. Across the Fifth Continent, the Sixth Continent, and the Tree Starry Sky, there was a very high chance that if he merged with a Star Envoy-level powerhouse, it would be a corpse king.
Right, this was the Falling Star Sea. Lu Yin looked south. If he'd merged with a corpse king near the Cangmang Continent, wouldn't