At that moment, Kamar-Taj, Mordo, and the other Masters of the Mystic Arts gathered together.
Although their magic was inferior to Wang Yang's, in terms of their overall abilities, they were still among Kamar-Taj's very best.
"Wong, what happened?"
All the Masters of the Mystic Arts turned to Wong.
Wong was the first Master of the Mystic Arts to discover that a meteorite was falling toward Kamar-Taj.
Wong gave a wry smile and shook his head. "I don't know either. I was reading in the library when I heard people shouting outside. As soon as I came out, I heard someone say there was a shooting star!"
"But this is no shooting star. It's clearly a huge meteorite hurtling toward Kamar-Taj!"
The other Masters of the Mystic Arts couldn't help looking up at the sky.
The flames trailing the meteorite were growing larger and larger.
Although friction with the atmosphere would vaporize the meteorite, the force of such a massive meteorite striking the ground still couldn't be underestimated.
Their entire Kamar-Taj might well be wiped out.
Kamar-Taj said, "I'd estimate it'll reach Kamar-Taj in twenty minutes!"
Mordo frowned. "Whether we can deal with it or not, let's evacuate the sorcerers first!"
With that decision made, the others directed the sorcerers' evacuation, while Mordo went to find the Sorcerer Supreme to see how they could resolve this crisis facing Kamar-Taj.
By then, Ebony Maw, the one responsible, had already left with his subordinates.
Meanwhile, Wang Yang was repeatedly casting magic on the Unnamed Planet. Since he already knew the power of the Bolts of Balthakk, he began gradually bringing that power under control.
After all, the difficult part of casting magic wasn't unleashing it at full strength, but wielding it at will.
He raised his hand.
Lightning appeared in his palm.