The entire hall was trembling violently. The surrounding defensive magic barrier was throbbing crazily, seemingly on the verge of crumbling under the immense pressure. The enormous magic power unleashed by the Fire and Ice Co-origin flared out brilliantly. All that Nian Bing could see in front of him was a dazzling blend of red and blue light, and only by relying on the Ice Wand in his hand was he able to keep himself from falling over.
Finally, it was all over. The magic array in the hall had managed to withstand the quake, despite the dullness of its glow. A silvery figure slowly stepped out of the aftershock of the explosive radiance. While the mage robe of Long Zhi was somewhat wrinkled, and his complexion somewhat pale, the azure glow on his skin had completely disappeared.