"Back then, at a critical moment, Master saved us too. I believe the Palace Master can do the same!"
Sword Heavenly Monarch's expression was resolute.
Everyone's gazes turned toward Lu Ren, their hearts clenched with incomparable tension.
At that moment, they seemed to feel that every breath passed exceedingly slowly.
Gambling Madman held the dice in both hands and said, "This time, whether our fate is ominous or auspicious, a high roll means good fortune!"
As he spoke, he tossed the dice out.
Everyone looked over and saw the dice rolling continuously across the ground. Before long, they stopped on a "one."
"A high roll means good fortune. One is the smallest number—doesn't that mean misfortune?"
"It's over. We're completely finished!"
Many people turned deathly pale, utterly despairing.
Yet after the die had stopped for a moment, it unexpectedly flipped once more and became a "six."
"It turned into a six again! The highest roll—it's good fortune!"
"Turning danger into safety!"
The crowd rejoiced.
Gambling Madman's eyes gleamed as he said, "This time, perhaps we truly can turn danger into safety!"
At this moment, Lu Ren could feel the sacrificial fire intensifying, yet his physical body still showed no sign of shattering.
"My body can still hold on, but I'm afraid they won't be able to last that long!"
Lu Ren frowned slightly.
Not to mention that he still could not shatter his physical body now—even if he succeeded, if everyone behind him had already been refined away, what meaning would there be in it?
Lu Ren looked at Blood Nether Demon Venerable and shouted, "Do you have any way to gather all the sacrificial fire around us onto me?"
"This sacrificial fire is too powerful. It can probably burn even our attacks. How can we gather it onto your