He knew that this was his last chance. The seven Elders were all recovering their mana. If he couldn't achieve his goal this time, they would never give him another chance to chant spells again.
The tense atmosphere spread through the air, and as the seven Elders observed the dense ice and fire magic elements surrounding Nian Bing's body, a serious expression could be seen in their eyes. The four Elders skilled in martial arts took a step forward, and the solemn chanting of the three Sorcerers continuously resonated. At this moment, the Dragon Sky Incense had burned down to nearly half its size.