She looked at the waters below with a narrowed gaze.
With a mere blink, a typhoon formed, showing her what lay below it all.
Looking at the ocean's bedrock, covered in runes, she didn't bat an eye and simply waved her hand.
The skies darkened and grey clouds appeared, rumbling as scarlet arcs of lightning danced around and gathered.
Soon, all this lightning had gathered to form a gigantic spear and akin to a javelin thrown by a god, it ruthlessly descended into the typhoon.
The world shook as this bolt of lightning fell and the entire qi of the world gathered and concentrated at its tip.
Bored, she didn't even wait for the bolt to hit the bottom as she began to fly away.
'How weak.'
***
All around, many youths were undergoing strange trials that greatly differed from the one's the main bulk were undergoing.
Only the elites of the Alchemical Guild would know the answer to this mystery.
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