Wang Yan returned to his room in Kamar-Taj.
Obtaining such an artifact would necessitate sealing it away to avoid unnecessary trouble.
However, Wang Yan was not an ordinary sorcerer. Apart from the Ancient One, he was likely the most accomplished in magic at Kamar-Taj.
So, there was no harm in examining the Darkhold.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yan opened the Darkhold.
To his surprise, the pages were blank, without any text or content.
"How peculiar!"
Though he knew the Darkhold was mysterious, showing the reader what they sought and seeing blank pages still surprised him.
After a moment, text began to appear, slowly revealing dark magic spells. From his perspective, these spells didn't seem weak.
Simultaneously, an eerie mental wave emanated from the book.
"Psychic contamination?"
"No wonder it's called the Darkhold!"
The Darkhold was a book on par with the Book of Vishanti.
Yet they were opposites: the Book of Vishanti contained white magic, while the Darkhold held dark magic.
The Elder God Chthon crafted the Darkhold.
Legend said possessing it granted one knowledge of heaven and earth, becoming a seer of the cosmos.
But no one who held it met a good end.
However, before Wang Yan, the Darkhold's power was limited. His strength was too great for the book to comprehend his desires.
Moreover, the psychic contamination was insignificant to him.
Thus, despite its power, the Darkhold didn't concern him much.
"But it does contain all of Chthon's knowledge. It would be worthwhile to learn about him."
Chthon, a powerful ancient deity, was defeated and sealed by the Demiurge.
Wanda's powerful magic originated from Chthon.
Her magic power had grown over time, transforming her into the Scarlet Witch.
Despite being sealed, Chthon remained immensely powerful.
His ancient knowledge represented formidable power.
"Let's see all of Chthon's knowledge. Show me the grandeur of this ancient deity!"
Wang Yan spoke to the Darkhold.
The Darkhold, being a powerful artifact, possessed its consciousness, understanding the reader's desires.
For those with strong minds, the book couldn't fathom their wishes, such as with Wang Yan.
As he spoke, the Darkhold began revealing text about Chthon's knowledge.
These words were the essence of Chthon's power.
A smile appeared on Wang Yan's lips.
The Darkhold displayed dense, ancient text.
These were Chthon's most essential powers and most excellent knowledge.
The book, with its inherent wisdom, understood Wang Yan's intent and displayed the relevant information.
Wang Yan read the ancient text.
These were the same ancient scripts used by the gods.
Having lived for countless ages and studied many texts, the Ancient One understood them.
She was like a living fossil with vast and profound knowledge, including ancient scripts.
These could be found in Kamar-Taj's library.
Wang Yan had studied these while researching the Vishanti.
Now, reading them posed no problem.
As he read, vast information flooded his mind.
Secrets of the world, mysteries of magic, opening a new door of understanding for Wang Yan.
He widened his eyes in disbelief.
Now he understood why Mephisto sought the Darkhold: it contained such profound secrets.
It could even help Mephisto fully descend upon Earth, a feat he had long sought without success.
The Darkhold could make it possible.
Only beings of immense power could resist its corrupting influence.
The book held Chthon's lifetime of magic and his entire life story.
Of course, since Chthon wrote it, some exaggeration was likely.
But it still offered a glimpse into ancient times.
Chthon had even created the vampire race, led by Dracula, hidden in the shadows.
There were many other incredible secrets.
"Chthon's power in magic is indeed formidable."
"Ding! Detected talent fragment for Chthon's Dark Spear. Fuse?"
"Ding! Detected talent fragment for Chthon's Dark Devour. Fuse?"
"Ding! Detected talent fragment for Chthon's Necromancer's Grasp. Fuse?"
"Ding! Detected talent fragment for Chthon's Celestial Seal. Fuse?"
"…"
Hearing the system prompts, Wang Yan chose to fuse without hesitation.
These were all powerful dark spells from Chthon.
They seemed eerie but were undeniably potent.
"These are indeed powerful dark spells, quite astonishing!"
"Chthon, being the source of dark magic, has incredibly powerful spells."
Having fused these spells, Wang Yan was eager to test them.
He needed to understand their power and when to use them.
But testing them at Kamar-Taj was too dangerous.
So, he could only use a less powerful spell.
Since Kamar-Taj's sorcerers were wary of dark magic, he didn't want to cause unnecessary alarm.
"I'll use the Celestial Seal."
Wang Yan decided.
This spell was insidious.
In this space, only the caster could use magic.
It functioned like a domain with powerful effects unless the enemy was too strong.
With Wang Yan's power, even the Great Beings would be at his mercy in this domain.
A genuinely extraordinary spell.
Chthon's magic was fearsome, nearly impossible to resist.
Traditional sorcerers might deem it forbidden due to its overwhelming power.
But Wang Yan had no such restrictions.
He faced powerful foes, and a spell like this would have prevented Mephisto from escaping.
As he thought, he began forming runes.
Though a dark spell, it used runes like white magic.
The distinction between black and white magic was that white magic was righteous, while black magic was self-serving.
He inscribed runes in his room.
Limiting the spell's range to his room should pose no problems.
As he cast the spell, his immense power inadvertently leaked out.
It was daytime.
In Kamar-Taj, many sorcerers were practicing and learning magic in the courtyard.
Mordo was fulfilling his duties of teaching apprentices.
Other sorcerers were also instructing, each with their tasks.
Mordo's standards had risen after teaching Wang Yan and Strange.
He often recalled how easily they learned, wondering why others couldn't do the same.
"This is the simplest magic, the foundation of our practice: the portal spell!"
"Sorcerer Wang Yan mastered it at a glance, yet after a month, you still can't cast it?"