The crisp clatter of dice rang out as the cup was shaken.
The world fell utterly silent, all eyes fixed upon Jiang Jichen.
Jiang Jichen shook the dice cup without any flashy or extravagant movements.
He simply shook it with a peculiar rhythm—at times like a gently flowing stream, at times like a crashing waterfall, and at others like a torrential downpour hammering against roof tiles...
The rhythm seemed to resonate with the Heaven and Earth Dao itself—unfathomable, profound, and utterly extraordinary.
At this very moment, Jiang Jichen seemed to have transformed into a peerless master.
He stood there alone, yet it was as if he were the entire world.
In fact, many felt their very minds being drawn in by the clatter of the dice, a sensation of sinking from which they could not escape.
"This... The rhythm of his dice shaking resonates with the Celestial Dao. How terrifying!"
