Sticky.
Or you could say adhesive.
Li Ye felt as if he were an insect trapped in resin; even as a Nascent Soul True Man, it was hard to move. The more he pushed forward, the more he got stuck, unable to struggle, until eventually he would inevitably exhaust himself to death.
"This is quite similar to time."
"No matter how you resist, it's futile, and you'll end up bruised all over."
He stopped resisting, fearing to resist.
Like the fish leading the way ahead, he let the current guide him, moving forward slowly.
In this process, he discovered many strange phenomena.
For instance, his physical body and Primordial Spirit.
He had originally been able to perceive the passage of his life span, as if watching sand continually falling in an hourglass.
Cultivators typically have this ability.
The moment they advance to Nascent Soul, they know when their life span will end.
It's actually quite an unpleasant thing.
