"Ice Sealing Restriction!" Qing Shuang shouted softly, her mana condensing in the air into countless ice crystals that spread towards the poison gas.
The moment the ice crystals touched the poison gas, a sizzling sound emerged, and the poison gas was quickly frozen into blocks of ice, then they fell one after another.
Luo Chen observed the effect of Qing Shuang's spell, feeling somewhat relieved inside.
He knew that Qing Shuang's Ice Element spells were uniquely effective against such poison gases.
"We need to quickly find a way to dispel the poison gas." Luo Chen said, his gaze falling once more on the ancient scroll on the stone table.
Qing Shuang also understood that the scroll might hold the key to controlling the poison gas.
She cautiously approached the stone table, using her Ice Sword to gently touch the air around the scroll, ensuring there were no other dangers.
