Chapter 24

The moment the Bronze Dice plummeted into the Star Sand, six pupils on its six sides flew open simultaneously. The instant Lin Xuan's fingertip touched the face of the die, Lu Xiaopang's face suddenly bulged outward, his jaw moving as he let out a distorted laugh: "Brother Lin... are you betting high or low this game?" The die spun mid-air, and with every single rotation, a phantom leapt out from one of the pupils—The Little Girl, the First Generation Patriarch, Su Jiuli... and the final face was none other than Lin Xuan's own sneering visage! The Star Sand blizzard suddenly froze, every single grain reflecting the trajectory of the spinning die. The Little Girl's mutilated torso reassembled itself from the void, her dual-colored vertical pupils splitting into six petals that matched the pupils on the die face one by one. She raised her hand in a slight wave, and the seabed split open into six space-time fissures, from each of which stepped a bronze coffin—and sealed inside those coffins were precisely the primordial souls of the six people depicted on the die! "Time to place your bets." The Little Girl's voice overlapped with six distinct tones.