Here, Lu Yin risked being targeted by the Time Master. It was a gamble.
He looked around at the familiar scenes, but his thoughts drifted to his second brother, Lu Mo. The talent that let him roll a four on the die had come from his brother.
It was incredible that Lu Mo had awakened a talent tied to the Main River of Time, given how weak he had been back then.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Lu Yin didn't waste any more time. Even if the Time Master noticed the Time Stop and attacked, he had to merge as much death as possible into the Black Flame before then. In truth, there wasn't much chance of being discovered.
He cleared his mind and raised a hand. Darkness and death coiled in his palm. This was the death he had absorbed in the outside world. There wasn't much of it, but if he merged it all into the Black Flame, he could expand the era. He didn't need a lot; what mattered was achieving a qualitative change.
Ten years passed in the Time Stop Space in the blink of an eye. Lu Yin reappeared outside. Only a second had passed in the outside world. He rolled the die again. There was no limit to the number of rolls, so he was bound to get a four. Soon, he went back in, then came out, then went in again and came out...
Before he knew it, he had spent a thousand years in the Time Stop Space, while only a few days had passed outside. He had wasted most of that time rolling the die.
The Time Master hadn't noticed him. Lu Yin put away the die. A thousand years had passed for him, but only a few days for