Hamir grabbed Wang Yang's hand and examined it carefully, confirming that this was indeed the Aikenrol Chaos Thunder Spirit.
Yet he still could not wrap his head around it. It simply defied reason.
"You... how can you draw on the power of two gods at once? That's impossible!"
Hamir was filled with disbelief. In all his years of studying magic, he had never seen a sorcerer draw on the power of two demon gods simultaneously.
When developing this spell, he had also considered that if he could draw on two demon gods at once, its use would not be so severely limited.
But he had never succeeded.
This was even harder than splitting one's attention between two tasks, yet Wang Yang had actually done it.
It practically overturned everything he thought he knew.
He scratched at the few hairs left on his head.
He was not the only one. Wong was equally stunned and began trying it himself, gathering lightning energy in one hand and red energy in the other. Yet he only made it halfway.
The two forces began to grow unstable.
He could draw on the power of two demon gods, but he could not stabilize it. That was the insurmountable gulf.
Magic required focused attention.
The moment he used the power of two demon gods, the magic could no longer remain stable.
Bang!
A faint explosion rang out, leaving Wong covered in soot.
"Exactly. The powers of the two gods don't conflict, but without complete control, an explosion is inevitable!"
After watching Wong's experiment, Hamir felt even more certain that the theories he had spent so many years researching at Kamar-Taj were sound.
They could borrow these demon gods' powers as long as they met certain requirements, but mastering those powers was their own responsibility.
Essentially, no sorcerer could control the power of two demon gods, let alone fuse them.
Yet Wang Yang seemed to have not only combined the two powers but fused them into one.
Hamir had practiced magic for decades, yet he had never seen or even heard of anything like this.
And now it had appeared right before his eyes.
"Wang Yang, throw that lightning sphere in your hand. Let's see how powerful it is!"
Hamir still could not make sense of it. Finally, a possibility occurred to him.
Perhaps this Aikenrol Chaos Thunder Spirit was only a hollow imitation, carrying the aura of two demon gods without actually possessing their power?
Although Wang Yang did not understand why the two Masters of the Mystic Arts were reacting so strongly, he threw the lightning sphere without a second thought.
Everything in the Mirror Dimension was controlled by its master. Once Wang Yang hurled his spell, Hamir isolated it from them.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion roared out. Though it was not as powerful as the fusion of their two spells, it was still far beyond ordinary magic.
That immense destructive power was enough to confirm that this was the Aikenrol Chaos Thunder Spirit.
Wong and Hamir exchanged a glance. Now that they were completely certain, both were left bewildered.
That was impossible.
Both men sank into confusion, their faces showing how utterly baffled they were.
Wang Yang, on the other hand, thought nothing of it.
He could cast this spell effortlessly, just as an artist could paint whatever he wanted on a blank sheet of paper.
Wong and Hamir were different. Their understanding of magic was already set, and changing it was difficult.
What he had absorbed from the two men concerning the Aikenrol Chaos Thunder Spirit naturally included their understanding and use of both demon gods' powers.
The power of just two demon gods was already this strong. If he could incorporate a third demon god's power, how powerful would this spell become?
Hamir and Wong could not find any explanation for why Wang Yang could cast this spell.
In the end, they could only attribute it to his extraordinary talent.
"Your talent is downright absurd. You're a genius at learning magic!"
Hamir spoke with feeling.
"You flatter me, Master Hamir. I was just lucky!"
Wang Yang replied modestly.
In Kamar-Taj, where magical geniuses abounded, Wang Yang felt it was better to keep a low profile.
That was only because Kamar-Taj had a good learning environment and welcomed gifted apprentices. Anywhere else, someone with his exceptional talent might well have been locked up and studied.
"Lucky?"
The corner of Hamir's eye twitched. If this was merely luck, had his entire life been a waste?
"All right, there's no need to hide your talent at Kamar-Taj. The more talented you are, the more benefits you're likely to receive!"
"You might even inherit the Sorcerer Supreme's teachings someday, or receive personal instruction from the Sorcerer Supreme!"
Hamir waved a hand as he spoke.
"Now, keep practicing on your own!"
Hamir and Wong led Wang Yang out of the Mirror Dimension.
"Yes!"
Grateful for their instruction, Wang Yang answered them.
Only after watching the two men walk away did he resume his practice.
As Wong and Hamir left, they exchanged a glance, then headed to the tavern together.
Wong and Hamir rarely went to the tavern to drink, but today was different. They felt particularly dejected and frustrated.
After ordering some drinks, they began downing one cup after another.
Their eyes were filled with bitterness.
Neither spoke.
Only Wang Yang could leave them feeling this despondent.
After teaching him, they felt utterly deflated.
"Wong, before today, I could hardly have imagined that such a terrifying genius existed in this world."
After a long while, Hamir drew a deep breath and spoke.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it either!"
Wong sighed as he replied.
Unlike Hamir, who had only just witnessed Wang Yang's talent, Wong had begun to take it for granted.
Still, seeing Wang Yang cast a spell that even he could not perform had dealt him a heavy blow.
An apprentice could do it, yet he, a Master of the Mystic Arts, could not.
It was a crushing blow, a stark reminder of the gap between them.
"I never imagined Kamar-Taj would produce such a terrifying prodigy!"
"It's simply unbelievable!"
Hamir took a sip of his drink, unable to keep his feelings to himself.
Whenever he recalled Wang Yang's performance that day, turmoil surged through his heart.
He had always considered himself a genius.
Apart from a few spells that only the Sorcerer Supreme could master, he could master most of Kamar-Taj's magic.
Yet even something like using the power of two demon gods at once was beyond him.
Compared to Wang Yang, what kind of genius was he?
"Tell me about it!"
Wong sighed as well, then drained his cup in one long gulp.
The talent Wang Yang had shown him made him feel that perhaps even the Sorcerer Supreme's talent fell short of Wang Yang's.
One day, Wang Yang would surpass even the mighty Sorcerer Supreme.
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