Nian Bing chuckled, removing his mage robe to swiftly lay it on the ground, his left hand in a flash brandishing red and blue light. Ice-Snow Goddess's sign and the roar of Fire God flew out together to pin the mage robe to the ground. A shimmer of gold, silver, black, and green lights fell around the robe. "Ice, you are the representation of cold, fire, you are the source of scorching, the aura of fire and ice, please allow me to combine your characteristics. With your common origins as the guide, resonate." The Ice-Snow Goddess Stone and Fire God Stone together released an unusually dazzling glow. The mage robe that had been pinned to the ground was unexpectedly marked with golden lines, forming a complicated magic formation that was full of life. The magic formation's centerpiece, the symbol area, emitted both red and blue intertwined gleams, their glow constantly flickering, and the world suddenly seemed to change. The red and blue disappeared all at once, everything dimming.