"Wang Yang, do you understand now? The Ancient One you believe in absorbed dark power too!"
Kaecilius spoke coldly from a distance.
Wang Yang nodded to the Ancient One, and she stepped aside, watching him.
"What's wrong with dark power?"
Wang Yang turned to look at Kaecilius.
Kaecilius froze.
At Kamar-Taj, every sorcerer was explicitly forbidden from absorbing dark power, yet the Ancient One herself had absorbed it. To Kamar-Taj, this was tantamount to letting the authorities do whatever they pleased while forbidding ordinary people from doing the same.
Besides, dark power was something sorcerers despised, yet the Ancient One had absorbed it.
"It seems you're very loyal to that old fossil, the Ancient One. In that case, let me see just how much you've improved!"
Kaecilius snorted, glaring at Wang Yang in displeasure.
He had thought Wang Yang would surely be furious upon seeing the Ancient One's dark mark. He had never expected Wang Yang not only to feel no anger, but to take it for granted.
On top of that, Wang Yang had just stopped him from killing the Ancient One. With old grudges and new grievances combined, Kaecilius was utterly furious.
The moment he finished speaking, Kaecilius charged straight at Wang Yang.
Wang Yang had already been on guard against Kaecilius. With a flick of both hands, the Rings of Raggadorr appeared in his grasp.
Moreover, as his magic had grown stronger recently, the power of his Rings of Raggadorr had long since increased considerably.
Clang!
As Kaecilius closed in, the Spatial Blade in his hand swept toward him.
Kaecilius had thought he could finally tear through Wang Yang's Magic Shield with ease this time, yet he still could not.
Instead, it felt as though he had struck a solid wall, and Kaecilius staggered back several steps.