"You actually possess Oblivion's power. That truly exceeded my expectations, but you are not Oblivion, after all!"
Wang Yang's use of this power had indeed exceeded Chthon's imagination.
But he quickly recovered. This sorcerer was not Oblivion, after all, and could not compare to Oblivion.
If this sorcerer truly possessed power as great as Oblivion's, he would not have been driven this far by him!
Another spear condensed in Chthon's hand.
This spear was even more powerful. Not only did it contain a dense aura of darkness, but it also possessed tremendous Power of Death.
This power was enough to wither the life of the world.
Whoosh!
A streak of black light shot down, and this time, not one but more than a dozen spears descended at once.
Wang Yang narrowed his eyes at the sight.
As the many sorcerers of Kamar-Taj sensed this power descending, they all felt an aura of death.
But the strength of the Seraphim Shield Wang Yang had conjured gave them all a sense of security.
They all looked toward Wang Yang.
Wang Yang stood outside now, and he did not seem to intend to use a Defensive Magic Shield.
But they all believed Wang Yang knew what he was doing!
Wang Yang watched as multiple Dark Spears descended before him. These Dark Spears were clearly far more powerful than the previous one. Chthon obviously would not let them off easily and instead wanted to kill them all in one blow.
Wang Yang swept his hand, and black mist appeared around him as a devouring force gathered.
Looking at Wang Yang, the Masters of the Mystic Arts of Kamar-Taj seemed to feel a powerful pull, as though a single glance would draw their souls inside.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Spear after spear descended, carrying tremendous destructive