Kaecilius regained control, though he did not know what had just happened.
But he could feel his power gradually growing.
He felt as though his power could command the entire world.
"Such tremendous power! Today, I'll kill you both!"
As this power surged forth, he felt he could easily kill the two people before him.
Then he waved his hand, and an incomparably deep black Spatial Blade formed in his hand once again.
Unlike the Spatial Blade he had held earlier, however, as this one formed, it seemed to absorb all the light around it. His Spatial Blade embodied darkness itself.
The Ancient One's pupils contracted at the sight.
She could sense the pure darkness radiating from the Spatial Blade. Even merely looking at it, she felt as though her soul could be sucked straight into it. It looked utterly terrifying.
Even she found it somewhat beyond her control.
Dormammu's fusion with Kaecilius had drastically changed Kaecilius's magic and made it far more powerful.
Could Wang Yang withstand it?
The Ancient One looked at Wang Yang's back. Of course, if Wang Yang lost, she would protect him even at the cost of her life.
This time, Kaecilius gave Wang Yang no opening, charging straight at him with the dark Spatial Blade.
The black blade swept out, seemingly tearing through space and sending ripples through it.
Clang!
The purple Vishanti Holy Sword rose to meet it.
A dull clash rang out.
A powerful shock wave scattered in all directions.
Kaecilius looked crazed, swinging the black blade in his hand and raining down blows as though he cared nothing for his life.
Wang Yang kept swinging his Vishanti Holy Sword as well, blocking the attacks of that black power.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
As the Vishanti Holy Sword collided with the Spatial Blade,