Now he, if he were to face Dormammu's will projection again, no longer needed to use the Reality Stone to bore through any gaps at all. Solely based on his dimensional foundation, he could directly and forcefully confront that cause-erased force without falling behind.
Chen Xiao put away the palm lightning, took a step forward, and stepped directly into the micro-mirror space.
In the corner of the space, Kaecilius collapsed weakly onto the ground, his complexion pale as paper, his chest heaving violently, and his breath so weak it was almost cut off.
Yet the two balls of white light in his arms remained completely undamaged.
Those two lingering souls were soaked in the gentle lightning film that Chen Xiao had purposely left behind, the dead aura on their bodies completely eradicated, and their previously vague faces now clearly visible, turning out to be a gentle-looking matron and a little girl with braided pigtails.
They closed their eyes peacefully, slumbering within the pure soul essence.
Hearing footsteps, Kaecilius struggled to prop up his upper body.
When he saw that unfathomable, terrifying pressure on Chen Xiao's body, faintly flowing with dark gold and deep blue, his pupils suddenly froze.
There was no trace of Dormammu.
All the imprints left behind by that Dark Lord, who had ruled over the multiverse for countless epochs, had been forcefully and cleanly ground away by this young man.
Kaecilius's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he tremblingly raised his head, looking toward those two peacefully slumbering wandering souls.
Tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes, washing away the blood stains and grime on his face.
Clenching his teeth, he laboriously brought one knee to the ground, heavily pressing his right hand against his chest to execute the oldest and most solemn mage