As for what happened on Thousand Machine Strange Performance's side after Lu Yin told them what he knew, Lu Yin didn't care. He didn't want to do anything. Some suspicions were like bait: toss them out and draw the fish in. Who did the fishing didn't concern him.
He was leaving either way.
From then on, he kept using the die's sixth face to merge with living beings who cultivated the Dao of Life, Karma, Time, Death, and other paths.
He had thought that since few living beings cultivated Dead Silence Power, he could find Death Lord quickly. But though there were few such beings, the Dark Space was vast. He searched endlessly with his consciousness inside it, and every search took an incredibly long time.
There were, in fact, quite a few living beings in the universe who cultivated Dead Silence Power. They were all beings who had been Granted Bone Language.
All sorts of beings with bones were still walking around Outer Heaven, and the Main Daos of Time, Life, and the others hadn't wiped them out. It was as if they were treating those Bone Language-bearing beings as test subjects for Dead Silence Power.
As a result, Lu Yin merged with those beings quite a few times.
There were many, many such beings in the Cubic Distance as well.
Every time Bone Language was Granted, it was on a large scale.
So the odds of finding Death Lord with the die's sixth face weren't much better than the odds of finding someone who wielded another kind of power.
Merging with other living beings was a long, monotonous process for Lu Yin. It had been novel at first, but once the novelty wore off, all that remained was numbness.
Living beings' memories were too jumbled. He didn't even