At this moment Zhao Yu cut an impressive figure.
Four Rings of Raggadorr hovered around him like shields.
He didn't even need to use his hands to cast spells—the rings automatically intercepted Casillas's attacks.
Even though Casillas had been corrupted, he was astonished at the sight.
"How are you doing that?"
"How can you cast spells without your hands!"
Casillas stared at the floating shields in shock.
All Kamar-Taj's spells required two hands—or at least a full-body gesture to focus one's will.
But no one had ever done what Zhao Yu had: four identical Magics, each floating independently as if endowed with consciousness.
This level of Magic far exceeded Casillas's understanding.
"True Magic has no such limits," Zhao Yu declared as he surged forward.
Two Spatial Blades materialized in his hands, and he struck at Casillas.
Each blade sent a sharp shockwave tearing dozens of meters into the ground.
Under Zhao Yu's assault, Casillas staggered back, struggling to defend.
"This is impossible! How are you so strong?"
Casillas exclaimed, wide-eyed with panic.
After summoning Dormammu, Casillas had acquired tremendous dark power, greatly enhancing even his own spells.
He was certain that no one in Kamar-Taj could defeat him—yet here he was, blocked by Zhao Yu.
It shook him to the core.
He had trained for decades in Kamar-Taj and now wielded Dormammu's might, and he still could not overcome a mere apprentice?
"How can this be?"
"You have trained only half a month! Why are you so powerful?"
Casillas roared furiously, sending two Spatial Blades at Zhao Yu in tandem.
Blasts of residual spatial energy raced forward—attacks that could have destroyed even the Hulk.
But the four Rings of Raggadorr around Zhao Yu effortlessly repelled the spatial ripples.
"Master Casillas, it seems there's no saving you now."
Zhao Yu observed the black aura pulsing from Casillas.
Those dark energies lured toward Zhao Yu, yet his formidable willpower held them at bay.
Even his transparent Spatial Blades now bore black veins, looking wicked and grotesque.
Zhao Yu sighed.
"Master Casillas, for the sake of the Magics you taught me, apprentice Zhao Yu will grant you a swift end!"
He shouted the incantation:
"Vishanti's Holy Sword!"
Upon completion, a two-meter-long longsword bathed in platinum light appeared in his hand.
Casillas's pupils shrank in alarm.
"You monster!" he gasped in terror.
Only a few days had passed, yet Zhao Yu's holy sword surpassed the strength he himself had developed over years—perhaps only the Supreme Sorcerer wielded such power.
Sensing the tremendous aura, Casillas swung his hands and summoned a huge, glowing barrier: the Shield of Seraphim.
In the films, Doctor Strange had used this shield to halt a crashing starship mid-flight—proof of its extraordinary defensive might.
But Zhao Yu, as if oblivious, remained calm.
He brought his holy sword down in a single arc.
BOOM!
A massive explosion ripped through the chamber, like a missile detonation.
A small mushroom cloud rose toward the ceiling, and a crater ten meters across gouged the floor.
With a wave of his hand, the dust dissipated.
Casillas lay in the crater, garments tattered.
Zhao Yu approached.
"Master Casillas, I hope in your next life you choose a better path…"
He raised his transparent blade for a final strike.
There was no hesitation on Zhao Yu's face.
Casillas had long since been lost to darkness, his mind no longer his own.
It was kinder to end it swiftly.
WHOMPH!
Rather than blood, a black dome appeared, blocking Zhao Yu's holy sword.
The circular shield flickered and sank halfway into the earth.
At that moment, a black rift tore open beneath Casillas, enveloping him and dragging him into the dark dimension.
"Dormammu!"
Zhao Yu growled through gritted teeth.
Clearly Dormammu could not bear to lose his pawn.
"Trying to steal him away?"
Zhao Yu crossed his arms, and a massive gray-and-white orb coalesced between his palms.
"Chaos Orb!"
He unleashed the most powerful Magic he had learned so far.
The orb, charged with his resolute will, shot toward the black rift.
Yet the Chaos Orb reached only halfway before detonating.
A blinding flash consumed the Mirror Dimension.
CRACK! CRACK!
The sound of shattering glass rang out.
Casillas, Kamar-Taj's foremost battle Sorcerer, had built this Mirror Dimension—and it could not withstand Zhao Yu's explosion!
Inside the Chamber, Kamar-Taj lay in ruins, as if a nuclear blast had occurred.
Moreover, the shockwave radiated outward.
Throughout Kamar-Taj, Sorcerers felt the violent tremor, rushing outside in alarm.
"Earthquake!" many cried.
"Hurry—get out of the buildings!"
The aftermath of the duel caused massive chaos.
Thankfully, the Grand Sorcerers present quickly restored order.
Yet their expressions remained grim—they knew it was no quake, but the Mirror Dimension collapsing.
Its rupture had shaken all of Kamar-Taj.
Who among them could unleash such power—only the Supreme Sorcerer themself?
Meanwhile, Zhao Yu returned to his room and resumed his cultivation, as if none of it had anything to do with him.
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