War was imminent, and every second counted. Yan Xing had no time to go into seclusion in the Magic Tower. Once the battle began, there would be even less time.
"Master, please give me some time to integrate the magical data in the database," Chui Chui said. Having finished speaking, Chui Chui flew into the Deep Space Whisperer's spellbook. Then, a massive amount of magical text, runes, and diagrams gushed from the pages like a fountain. These diagrams and text rotated in a specific pattern, continuously rearranging and combining.
In a moment, a ball of air enveloped in lightning appeared before Yan Xing, followed by a fireball, and then a sphere of light emitting a pure white radiance. These were the three types of magical energy Yan Xing now possessed: Air Magic Elemental, Fire Magic Elemental, and Divine Force. The three magical spheres slowly revolved around Yan Xing.
