"Knull and Shadow King are in your hands? Mm, this breakfast is quite impressive."
Ancient One ate breakfast. After tasting Strangle's fried dough sticks, she gave the Black Bean Sprout emerging from Deathstroke's shoulder a thumbs-up and repeatedly praised it, making the Symbiote plant its hands on its hips and sway back and forth like seaweed.
"They're here. Teacher, could you take a look for me?"
Su Ming took two small spheres from his waist pouch and gently placed them on the table. Rain pattered against the window outside, and the room seemed to grow a little darker.
In truth, both spheres were glowing. One shone with flowing, multicolored seven-colored light, with Knull imprisoned inside. The other emitted a pure blue light, and the mass of black mist within it was Shadow King.
Ancient One was very familiar with the seven-colored light. It was the power of Vishanti, so she knew Deathstroke had definitely dug a pit with Hoggoth and buried Knull in it.
The God of the Symbiotes looked somewhat listless at the moment. He seemed exhausted and was lying drowsily inside the sphere.
As a result, Ancient One paid more attention to the other sphere.
This peculiar blue light felt somewhat like Eternity, yet entirely different. Though it appeared tranquil, it secretly contained an aura of savagery and Chaos, like a boundless ocean that might suddenly raise towering waves at any moment.
Teacher Yao set down her small bowl of hot milk. She wanted to reach out and take the sphere, but seemed to think of something and withdrew her hand.
"This is the power of the First Firmament, isn't it? I don't know much about it either. You are humanity's Sorcerer Supreme now, so handle it as you see fit. My opinion isn't important."
Clearly, she still