The reason Chthon possessed such immense divine power was that he had mastered the laws of Dark Magic.
He had even become the source of Dark Magic.
Now, he could feel his power being steadily absorbed, as though sooner or later it would be drained completely.
But the crucial problem was that even now, reduced to this state, he could do nothing. He simply could not escape Wang Yang's devouring.
Wang Yang continued to devour him.
Just then, a system notification sounded in his mind.
Ding! Congratulations, host. You have absorbed seventy percent of the Dark Magic Origin! In the future, you will replace Chthon as the source of Dark Magic!
Hearing this notification, Wang Yang's expression grew somewhat complicated.
At this moment, he could be said to feel both pleased and worried.
What pleased him was that he had finally absorbed so much of Chthon's power. He believed that even if Chthon managed to escape alive, he probably would not have much strength left.
Of course, killing Chthon outright would naturally be best.
And after today, he could be considered a god himself.
But what worried him was whether anything bad would happen when he became the source of Dark Magic.
After all, he was a White Magic sorcerer, yet now he had actually become the source of Dark Magic.
Still, this was not the time to think about that. Everything else could wait until he killed Chthon.
Naturally, Chthon had no intention of waiting helplessly for death.
But the incomparably powerful magic he usually wielded was now utterly useless.
Not only could it not help him recover quickly, but it was devoured by Wang Yang even faster.
Moreover, Chthon had yet to realize that he seemed not only helpless and unable to control his own power,