"It's useless."
Yuan Jixian shook his head and poured a bucket of cold water on him, "The conditions to cast the scroll are too harsh. In addition to the need for the caster to master high-tier sacred study and elementary alchemy, they also need to hold a ritual. At least a hundred people are needed for the Holy Court's ritual team. It's impossible to gather all of them."
Yuan Jize immediately fell silent again.
Indeed, it was too difficult to satisfy these conditions at the same time.
The most difficult part was how to gather the ritual team.
It was even more difficult to find so many spies from the Holy Court in such a short period.
"It's too early to give up now. I think we can still give it a try."
"What?"
Everyone looked at Fang Heng.
Fang Heng saw the suspicious looks in everyone's eyes. His expression became solemn, and a holy expression gradually appeared on his face. He then extended his hand forward.
"Buzz..."
