Many of the mages present had heard Electrolux's words and gradually saw hope return to their eyes, but others dismissed them with disdain.
Among them, Bald Old Mage Ryze reacted the most strongly. His voice trembling, he said, "The nature of a power affects the user's disposition! Abusing Dark Dimension Power comes at a price!"
He pointed with a shaking finger at the pitiful Ancient One on the Healing Platform, pain at the shattering of his faith in his eyes. "Look! This is the consequence of breaking the rules! Kaecilius and the Fallen Ones are the price! That price has been paid in the blood of the Supreme Being and countless Guardian Mages!!!"
As Huo Yuhao listened to the mages' increasingly divided arguments and rebuttals, he watched the life force of the Ancient One on the Healing Platform grow ever weaker.
The healing light, brimming with Life Aura, fell uselessly upon the Supreme Mage's body, as if trying to fill an unbridgeable abyss.
After standing silently for a moment, Huo Yuhao turned to leave. A Dimension Door led straight to the Library, where he once again removed the Eye of Agamotto from the altar without any resistance and hung it around his neck.
Then he returned to the Side Hall. Seeing the Ancient One lying there with blood smeared across his face, eyes closed as though asleep, he raised his hands to begin.
But then, almost by chance, his Ling Mou caught sight of a phantom figure outside the Side Hall, gazing up at the stars.
Huo Yuhao paused. Without alerting anyone, he leaned against the wall behind him, then let his soul leave his body and went to stand beside the figure.
The Dark Believers inside the Sacred Hall had been cleared out, and outside, Huo Yuhao had already