At Eileen's signal, the practice mat was quickly laid out across a fairly large section of the lounge. Since there was not enough space, Eileen personally expanded the lounge a little.
This was Jiang Han's first time seeing Eileen cast ordinary spells in daily life. As expected, it possessed a suffocating kind of power.
She merely tapped the floor with her cane. No magic power stirred around her, nor was there any mighty leyline force on the verge of bursting forth. Yet the lounge's space silently expanded by nearly a third. Even the carpets, wall hangings, and wall panels on the ground... all increased by a third. If the newly created space had not been so empty, no one would have immediately realized that the room had grown larger.
"Extremely sophisticated transmutation and conjuration spells," Xiya murmured, her voice filled with envy.
With Jiang Han's current talent, all she needed was a reminder to perceive how Eileen had accomplished this miracle-like spellcasting.
It was a conjuration spell that could almost be called a miracle: stretching and stabilizing space, while summoning vast quantities of common elemental atomic structures. At the same time, she used powerful transmutation to harmonize those elements, solidify and reshape them to a certain extent, directly creating large amounts of wood, dragonhide, and fur from nothing before transforming them into finished products in one stroke through multiple transmutation spells.
It was an ability somewhere between alchemy and spellcasting.
There was no need to doubt it. So long as she prepared the elemental materials in advance, Eileen possessed the ability to "refine a soul + human." In an even more fundamental sense, Eileen was a weakened control console for this world. So long as it was not something too outrageous, she could synthesize it for you—though it could not