As Bai Xueyan and Liu Anwei poured their Spiritual Qi into the formation, the power began to surge visibly, lighting up the entire formation circle with a blinding glow.
The ground beneath their feet vibrated, and a brilliant light shot from the center of the formation, casting an ethereal glow across the mountain.
The disciples stood around, eyes wide with wonder, their voices slowly dying out as they all looked at this in awe.
Then, the sky started to darken, clouds gathering rapidly, drawn to the mountain's powerful call.
Thunder rumbled, deep and resonant, showing that the World's Will had felt the request.
The formation's light grew even brighter, sending a beam of pure energy straight into the sky.
It was a call, a summoning, directed right at the World's Will. This was no ordinary ritual. It was a direct plea for a gift that only the World's Will could give.
