So, it shouldn't be just a matter of simple particulate matter exceeding the limit.
Struggling to stretch his lungs, Fu Qian quickly recalled the sensations he experienced on his way in and drew a conclusion.
Although the scene indeed felt suffocating, the sensation of breathlessness didn't actually escalate smoothly.
It was almost right at the moment when Mr. Yin Yang smashed his incense burner that it suddenly intensified.
While it could certainly be understood as a physical endurance reaching a certain critical point, combined with this Smoke Sea Mirage before his eyes, Fu Qian leaned more toward certain magical possibilities.
For example, because he was exiled, he was being rejected by this place, and increasingly so.
Another reason supporting this hypothesis is that the heaviness of this breathing seemed almost simultaneously reflected in the spirit.
