Chthon was powerful, which was why he could become the God of the Underworld and the source of dark magic.
Those who studied his dark magic were essentially unable to surpass him. They could only wield one ten-millionth of his power, and even the strongest could wield only a tenth, which already counted as powerful.
Yet the magic the young man before him had conjured was actually not far from his own.
Naturally, Chthon found this somewhat inconceivable.
Although Mordo disliked anyone using dark magic, he could sense how powerful the dark magic Chthon wielded was. If they tried to counter it through their usual means, they probably would not be able to handle it.
At this moment, turning his own methods against him seemed the most reasonable approach.
"As expected of Sorcerer Wang Yang. He learned his opponent's magic after just one look, and even its power seems about the same!"
"With Sorcerer Wang Yang here, perhaps there really is a way to deal with this God of the Underworld!"
"If only I had half of Sorcerer Wang Yang's talent. I haven't even finished learning Kamar-Taj's magic!"
"..."
Seeing Wang Yang actually use such magic, some of the Masters of the Mystic Arts could not help discussing it.
Although most of them knew Wang Yang was immensely talented and could even learn something after a single glance,
they had never witnessed it firsthand. Today had truly opened their eyes.
Naturally, they began discussing it.
"Dark Spear? Interesting. You actually learned my magic so quickly!"
Chthon's expression remained unchanged as he watched. Although Wang Yang had learned it, his Dark Spear would not necessarily possess as much power as Chthon's.
With that thought, Chthon waved his hand. The powerful Dark Spear in his grasp shot straight out, turning into a