I wonder when I'll awaken.
Lu Yin silently recited the full text on the stone wall. They would reach the Falling Star Sea in just over ten hours, and time was short. He actually wanted to get some sleep, but reciting the text would have much the same effect.
What Lu Yin hadn't expected was that the moment he began reciting the full text, his heart, left arm, and right leg suddenly grew hot, then scorching. The heat didn't affect anything around him, but it felt as if he were in a furnace. In an instant, it became unbearable.
He hurriedly stopped reciting and gasped for breath, sweat dripping from his forehead. What was going on? Could the full text on the stone wall affect the Fate-Playing Quick Sand, too? Was its reach really that broad?
Lu Yin pondered for a moment, listening to Ghost Marquis's questions in his ear, then directly blocked his right arm. He had fused the Fate-Playing Quick Sand into his left arm for precisely this reason: he was afraid that blocking his right arm would interfere with the fusion.
No, he had to try again. Lu Yin's gaze hardened. If the full text on the stone wall could speed up the fusion of the Fate-Playing Quick Sand, that would be perfect.
As he recited the full text again, Lu Yin once more felt the agony of being in a furnace. With his physical strength, even being thrown into the sun wouldn't hurt him, but now he felt as if he were melting. No—he really was melting. The Fate-Playing Quick Sand was melting into his body. It seemed it hadn't fused at all before.
The three grains of Fate-Playing Quick Sand had been like locks, sealing his physical strength. They had never truly begun to fuse.