The moment Zhao Huai'an moved his palm away, the face that appeared on the die was not his own, leaving him briefly stunned.
At that instant, Zhao Huai'an's heart stirred. "No! There's another layer!"
Zhao Huai'an suddenly exerted force again, striking the ground with his palm at incredible speed... In an instant, the ground split open in a dazzling flash, shattering like a mirror!
At the spot where the die should have landed, a round pit the size of a fist suddenly appeared. In truth, it was not very deep, only about a meter, but the actual die had already stopped at the bottom of the pit!
Zhao Huai'an's expression shifted slightly. Wearing an incredulous look, he abruptly raised his head and stared at the Witch, whose hands were pressed against the ground.
"Mirrors are generally made of silicon dioxide, and sand contains quite a lot of that~" the Witch said with a light laugh. "Read more physics journals when you have time, and you won't be so easily fooled."
Zhao Huai'an frowned and asked in a deep voice, "How did you do that?"
The Witch said casually, "Looking at the pose I made, you should know that I can control the flow of sand. The moment you struck down, I made the sand automatically squeeze out a small hole. Then, the instant your palm touched the ground, I formed a one-way mirror. Before you could react, there was enough time for the die to truly land. The smoothness of the entire process was simply peak performance... So? Surprised?"
Zhao Huai'an fell silent.
"What happened?" Yu Huatian, who had already stopped, frowned deeply. Most of it was because of the excruciating pain coming from his leg. To escape the entanglement of the God-Slaying Armor and seize that crucial moment, he