During this time, as the Guardian of Earth, the Ancient One had actually been sensing some abnormal planar fluctuations in New York.
It seemed that temporary connections had been established with several different dimensions there,
occasionally emitting an aura that did not belong to this World, but the Ancient One did not take action.
Because she had observed the timeline and the source.
Though chaotic... truly chaotic, it had not shown much malice toward Earth.
As the Sorcerer Supreme, she didn't need to hunt down every "illegal immigrant" and "villain."
As long as the safety of the reality dimension wasn't threatened, she usually chose to observe from the shadows.
But this time, it was different.
What she felt was not a mass of vast evil, but a kind of... pure magic so immense that it even made her feel startled.
"No power borrowed from the Vishanti, no connection to the Dark Dimension, not even communication with any known demon gods..." The Ancient One waved her hand lightly, drawing a sparking portal in the air and stepping through, "It's as if the Light Element itself has descended."
...New York, Queens, the rooftop opposite Sumire's apartment.
A circle of golden sparks appeared out of thin air, and the figure of the Ancient One stepped out.
The night wind blew against her yellow robes as she glanced at the window with tightly drawn curtains across the street.
Then, she formed hand seals in front of her chest and gave a gentle push.
Astral Projection, or it could also be called an Out-of-body experience.
While her physical body remained in place, a translucent spirit floated out.
Ignoring the barrier of the walls, she drifted straight into Sumire's apartment.
In the center of the living room, the blonde girl didn't even use the Staff in her hand; she just curiously opened her palm, and a cluster of Light Element that did not belong to the rules of this Universe danced happily in her hand.
Just this tiny ball of light illuminated the entire living room like broad daylight!
Sumire and Reze were painfully covering their eyes, clearly on the verge of being blinded by this human-shaped walking lightbulb.
The Ancient One's eyes also lit up.
Of course, not from the illumination, but from the shock at the purity of this magic.
As the Sorcerer Supreme, she understood the essence of magic all too well.
In this Universe, most spellcasting comes with a price.
Sorcerers are like borrowers; whether from the Vishanti or Dormammu, they more or less need to pay a price.
But the girl before her—her magic source wasn't borrowed from anyone; it originated entirely from herself.
This point was extremely exaggerated!
Although powerful sorcerers could also release magic originating from themselves, it was nowhere near this pure and vast.
"Simply incredible..."
The Ancient One's astral form, floating near the ceiling, let out a heartfelt exclamation.
Even for the Ancient One, most of her power was borrowed from higher dimensions.
This also brought many inconveniences and side effects.
It was like everyone else was still struggling to get bank loans to buy a house, and suddenly a girl appeared with her own money-printing machine.
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