Spatial Exile! Facing the Dark Lord Dormammu Directly!

The gray storm finally dissipated.

This broken other dimension left behind by ancient powerhouses now looked as though it had been plowed countless times by a super bulldozer.

It was truly stripped three feet deep!

The originally rugged ground, strange rocks, and even the dimensional weeds at the edge of the space had all completely vanished.

The entire space was left with only a flat and empty wasteland, as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Cough, cough...

A long moment later.

A faint golden light lit up in the center of the wasteland.

The Ancient One walked out from behind several layers of shattered magical shields, looking disheveled and covered in dust.

At this moment, the Sorcerer Supreme retained not a shred of her usual elegance and composure.

Her plain white sorcerer robe was blasted into tatters, and her face was stained with grime, making her look like a refugee who had just escaped from a coal mine.

The Ancient One had no time to tidy her appearance; looking at the completely revamped Mirror Dimension around her, where even the spatial barriers had been thinned down, she could not help but gasp.

Hiss...

What kind of perverted magic is this?!

The Ancient One was completely numbed.

This looked a lot like the Chaos Orb of Kamar-Taj.

Yet this power... was simply worlds apart!

The Chaos Orb she usually conjured herself could at most blow up a building. Meanwhile, Ren casually tossed one out and directly scrubbed clean an other dimension!

Such pure, irreversible destructive power was simply hair-raising.

Even if she searched through the magical ancient books of Kamar-Taj spanning thousands of years, she would definitely not find such overbearing destruction magic.

Unconcealed shock flickered in the eyes of The Ancient One.

She was truly shocked to the point