"I'm also… a sixth-rank formation master."
Golden light begin to gathere at her fingertips, flowing out like water from a spring. She moved her hand slowly through the air, as if drawing on an invisible canvas.
And then, something began to take shape in front of her.
It wasn't a simple spell or an ordinary formation.
Seven rings formed in the air, overlapping and rotating in different directions. Strange runes flickered between them, appearing and vanishing like fireflies in the dark. Every mark, every line was precise. The entire structure looked like something carved from the laws of the world itself.
This wasn't a prepared formation.
She was creating it on the spot.
Her spiritual power extended like countless thin threads, anchoring the floating runes in place. With each movement of her fingers, more lines formed, connecting the rings together into a living, breathing formation.
