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Just as Zhang Yang was instructing Clark, another Portal appeared.

Zhang Yang turned around and saw John Constantine and Lucifer.

"Finished?"

Constantine looked at the traces of battle around them and sensed the dark aura permeating the air. He stared at Zhang Yang in disbelief. "Such a dense dark aura... Kaecilius summoned an army of darkness! And you took them all out by yourself?"

"He's incredible."

Having arrived slightly earlier than Constantine and the others, Clark proudly chimed in like it had been his own achievement. "Just two moves, and he wiped out who knew how many monsters."

"Monsters?"

Lucifer crouched on the ground, his eyes gleaming. He had seen the battle just now, and he looked at Zhang Yang with a strange expression. "Who was the monster?"

"Of course..."

Clark blurted out, "Those dark monsters. When they died, they even turned into black smoke."

"Who is he?"

Constantine looked at Clark. He could sense an immense power within the young man before him.

"My name is Clark."

Seeing that this newly arrived man clearly knew Zhang Yang, Superman took the initiative to introduce himself. "Clark Kent."

"You can absorb the sun's energy?"

As a dimensional ruler, Lucifer possessed perception far beyond that of ordinary people when it came to energy. He could feel the young man before him continuously absorbing solar energy.

"Mm."

Clark gave Lucifer a surprised look and nodded.

"Enough."

Zhang Yang watched the three of them seemingly preparing to chat forever. Constantine and Lucifer, those two old hands, had been subtly fishing for information from Clark, so he could not stand it any longer and interrupted them. "Constantine, Lucifer, are you going to keep investigating, or return to Kamar-Taj?"

"Of course we'll keep investigating."

Constantine glanced at Lucifer. "Now that even Kaecilius has been dealt with, with how cautious he is, it'll be hard to catch his trail again in the future."

Zhang Yang said nothing.

During his earlier attack, he had implanted a magical signal into Kaecilius's body. Given the gap in their strength, Kaecilius should not have noticed it.

This way, Zhang Yang had grasped Kaecilius's movements. He could find him at any time and begin a pleasant monster-grinding trip.

However, he had no intention of telling Constantine and Lucifer about this, instead letting them continue their investigation.

While investigating, they could also conveniently disrupt Hydra's kidnapping plan. Perfect.

"If you have time, come find me at Kamar-Taj."

Having planned everything out, Zhang Yang turned to Clark. "When the time comes, I'll teach you a new spell."

"Yes."

Clark nodded. As Zhang Yang opened a Portal and waved at him, he waved back as well.

Only after the Portal closed did Clark spread his legs and begin running at high speed.

Yes, he still could not fly!

After returning to Kamar-Taj, Zhang Yang made a phone call.

To Coulson.

Only after taking over as the Sorcerer Supreme did he discover that although Kamar-Taj appeared detached from worldly affairs, it was actually supported by others.

Aside from the offerings from the magical world, people in the mundane world also continuously supported Kamar-Taj with money.

Its biggest supporter was S.H.I.E.L.D.!

This was a secret only someone who had served as director could know.

After learning this, Zhang Yang had once suspected that The Ancient One had gone senile to actually choose to cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Did she not know that S.H.I.E.L.D. was merely a facade?

Hidden within that massive organization was Hydra!

But now... Zhang Yang seemed to understand The Ancient One's thinking.

As a guardian, she was only responsible for keeping those dimensional demon gods outside the human world at bay. As for the struggles within Little Broken Planet, she did not care.

Whether S.H.I.E.L.D. held power or Hydra held power did not make much difference in itself; their methods were simply different.

But now, Hydra had crossed the line.

He did not believe that Pierce, a former S.H.I.E.L.D. director, did not know of Kamar-Taj's existence or its mission.

Yet he had still tacitly allowed his subordinates to contact Dormammu.

That had broken the understanding both sides had maintained all along.

Zhang Yang needed to teach Hydra a lesson and let them know what... pain was!

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Yang."

The call connected, and Coulson's voice came through the receiver. "Coulson is happy to be of service."

"Tell Nick something."

Zhang Yang casually dropped two sentences. "There are traitors within your organization."

"We..."

Before Coulson could understand what that meant, he heard a string of beeps from the phone.

Zhang Yang had hung up.

"Traitors?"

Coulson now knew of Kamar-Taj's existence and Zhang Yang's identity. He knew that someone like Zhang Yang would neither lie to him nor stoop to doing so.

Then it was true.

"This is huge!"

Cold sweat streamed down Coulson's back as he decisively headed to the director's office to report Zhang Yang's words.

After Nick patiently listened to Coulson's report, his expression did not change at all. He merely waved at Coulson, signaling for him to leave.

Only after Coulson left did Nick reveal an expression that said, So it was true after all.

"Things are getting interesting."

As the man in control of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the industry's "King of Spies," Nick had long sensed that something was off within S.H.I.E.L.D.

But he had not thought too deeply about it, assuming only that some people in the agency were forming cliques.

As time passed, he discovered that undercurrents were surging within S.H.I.E.L.D. Those groups he had taken for small cliques were actually connected to one another.

That could not be explained by small cliques.

He had grown suspicious and wanted to investigate further, but all kinds of sudden incidents kept interrupting him. Even now, he had not uncovered anything concrete.

Now, with Zhang Yang's warning, Nick felt it was time to make some changes.

"Pass down my orders..."

Countless orders were issued from the director's office, and all of S.H.I.E.L.D. began to move. Naturally, this could not escape Hydra's notice.

World Security Council, Chairman's Office.

Alexander Pierce listened to Agent Sitwell's report, his fingers tapping the desk now and then.

"I understand. Send out the notice."

After a long while, Pierce finally spoke. "All Hydra agents within S.H.I.E.L.D. are to enter hibernation. When that hibernation will be lifted will await my orders."

"Yes!"

Agent Sitwell nodded and left.

Pierce opened a cabinet and looked at the photograph stored inside. Only after a long while did he let out a sigh.

The photograph slipped down and drifted lightly onto the desk.

It was a photo of a young man whose appearance... was astonishingly similar to Zhang Yang's?

"God..."

Pierce rubbed his temples, but his expression was unexpectedly complicated. "You... have finally appeared again."

"How... can I serve at your side?"