Within the Multiverse, the altar before them seemed to float in front of them.
The energy of countless universes floated around them.
"This is where our energy converges!"
Agamotto spoke slowly.
Wang Yang could indeed sense a dense aura gathering at that moment.
Agamotto landed on the altar, while Oshtur and Hoggoth each landed at a corner.
"This is the only time we will change how we exact our price. I hope you won't make us regret it!"
Hoggoth snorted. Although he was reluctant to admit it, Wang Yang's strength did indeed surpass theirs.
"We will protect Earth well!"
As Wang Yang spoke, he looked at Strange. Strange nodded and landed in the center of the altar.
"Close your eyes and feel the energy carefully!"
Agamotto spoke slowly.
"Yes, Senior Agamotto!"
Strange answered and closed his eyes.
Then the energies of Agamotto, Oshtur, and Hoggoth fused together before converging on Strange.
Strange could feel his five senses, which had disappeared, returning as though time were reversing.
Wang Yang stood in the void watching this scene, a smile appearing on his face.
He could sense that Strange was no longer bound by the Vishanti, and they would no longer exact a price from him.
This could be considered a first for the Vishanti.
It might also be the last.
Most sorcerers could not reach Strange's level, having the price exacted before they had even died.
Wang Yang did not disturb them, merely standing guard nearby.
Though he was supposedly standing guard, no one would actually come to this region of the Multiverse.
Moreover, they had been here for countless years. Even if there were powerful gods and cosmic life-forms nearby, they generally knew how difficult the Vishanti were to deal with.
No one would invite such trouble, much less now that