Versatile Mage

“D*mn it! Such a cunning dog!” Mo Fan cussed at Zhao Jing.

He located Zhao Jing with his Black Substance. He sensed that Zhao Jing had deliberately lured him into the giant wood trap. Mo Fan hovered high in the air and waited for Zhao Jing to appear. Zhao Jing, on the other hand, was well-prepared. As long as Mo Fan hovered in the sky, Zhao Jing could hide under the shade of the Giant Wood World.

Zhao Jing was also a Light Element magician. He was not afraid of Mo Fan’s dark magic. Zhao Jing would remove the Black Substance on his body soon enough.

If Mo Fan did not land on the ground, Zhao Jing decided to flee. But if Mo Fan did intend to land and fight him, Zhao Jing was all too willing to strike!

Mo Fan was exasperated as he stared at the Giant Wood World.

‘Old Zhao is right. No matter what comes to pass, I must kill Zhao Jing today. If he manages to escape, he’ll get us into more trouble in the future, and the entire Fanxue Mountain will never be at peace,’ thought Mo Fan.

“D*mn it! Zhao Manyan is a jerk. He has not only lost his throne, but he also troubles me by seeking my protection!” Mo Fan could not help but curse the entire Zhao family.

Zhao Manyan was the youngest master of the Zhao family. He had been very close to Mo Fan for many years. Mo Fan did not mind that Zhao Manyan did not take him along to show off and poke fun at the other rich kids, or to flirt with socialites and young ladies from prominent families. But Mo Fan had driven himself to exhaustion in helping Zhao Manyan when his throne was being usurped.

“Fine. If I don’t go down there, all of us are going to die anyway. What do I even have to fear with the Black Dragon’s protection?!”

Mo Fan maintained the form of Flame Demon King and flew down to the Giant Wood World. When he drew closer to it, he sensed that the Giant Wood World was similar to the demonic Giant Purple Linden. It seemed like it was laughing at him as it opened its maw to devour him.

“Hehe! Do you actually think that you are immune to my Divine Wood Well just because you’re ablaze with your flame?” Zhao Jing smiled.

The trick had worked!

Zhao Jing had dreaded returning to the Zhao family with his troops defeated. It would have been a disgrace, especially since he was the heir to the family. He had many other competitors in the Zhao family. Therefore, he preferred emerging victorious and solving problems on his own.

Zhao Jing was confident because he knew that the Divine Wood Well was scarier than a bottomless pit. Once, he had accidentally entered a Black Forbidden Realm where not even demon kings dared to go. Each year, the forbidden realm devoured a lot of powerful creatures. If it wasn’t for Master Yong, an expert of the Wood Element Forbidden Curse, Zhao Jing would be dead.

Even Master Yong himself had almost died inside the Divine Wood Well.

Zhao Jing dared not explore the Divine Wood Well in depth. But he had something Master Yong had given: the Divine Wood Well seedling.

Zhao Jing had returned from the Black Forbidden Realm with two treasures. One was the demonic seed that could cause the fall of the Blood Galaxy. And the other was the Divine Wood Well seedling.

Zhao Jing was still nurturing the demonic seed so that it would grow into a true evil plant and grant him more terrifying destructive power. He did not use it on every occasion. He was afraid that if he fell into the Divine Wood Well, he would not be able to come out of it.

The Divine Wood Well was just a seedling. It was incomparable to the mature Divine Wood Well in the Black Forbidden Realm. Even so, it was almost impossible to come out alive from this miniature world.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

Something drew nearer to Zaho Jing. He realized that it was the sound of the tree being pushed aside. Zhao Jing knew something was very wrong.

“B*stard! How dare you try to swallow me?!” said Zhao Jing in anger.

The shrubs that had been extending towards him relaxed slightly. However, the strange shrubs surrounding the Divine Wood Well were growing rapidly. The shrubs soon covered all the plants in the northwest mountain ridge.

There were demons at the mountain ridge in the northwest. Most of them were Mountain Beasts and Forest Demons. Both of them were likely hungry like wolves, waiting for their prey from the human territory.

They gathered at the mountain ridge in the northwest and roamed looking for food. As the Divine Wood Well grew, the Mountain Beasts and Forest Demons fled to other places in a frenzy.

While the continuous growth of thicker woods was usually good for living creatures, they sensed the danger of the Divine Wood Well. Divine Wood Well was a graveyard of corpses. It had a demonic aura and the smell of death.

Unfortunately, none of them managed to escape from the Divine Wood Well. The Woods did not strike at them at once but waited and devoured them slowly at nightfall. If one ran fast enough to escape its ground and found other land, one could possibly survive it.

Most of the living creatures trembled in fear and attempted to flee. Mo Fan, on the other hand, dove right in.

Mo Fan was ablaze with divine fire. He had turned flaming red and blazing hot. He took pride in his hot flames. However, the moment he fell into the Divine Wood Well, his flames vanished without a trace.

The Divine Wood Well had mysterious veins which overlapped densely. It was hard to say whether it was God’s relics or the demon’s grave.

The Divine Wood Well was eerie and deep. Mo Fan felt like he was being watched. It was as though the branches and leaves had grown eyes and they stared at him with malice. He felt uneasy.

His dark veins were more active than usual. It sent a warning to every part of his body. This was truly strange. His dark vein, when it detected a crisis, would send a warning signal to only a specific part of his body alerting him of danger. This was the first time Mo Fan’s dark vein sent so many warning impulses that covered every inch of his skin.

Mo Fan’s pores expanded throughout his entire skin. He possessed a dragon sense which enabled him to be aware of subtleties in the air which were usually invisible or unfeeling to the normal human body. It usually helped him see through magically concealed things, someone in disguise or to overcome barriers.

As Mo Fan’s dark vein popped electrically, he concentrated and used his dragon sense to scan his surroundings closely.

Those malevolent eyes were apparently there. Whenever he focused on a specific branch carefully, it looked normal. Aside from the twisted shape of it, nothing was out of the ordinary. But the moment he turned away; his dragon sense felt the wicked gaze on the branches looking at him.

Mo Fan caught the strange gaze through his peripheral vision. He had his back turned to it but his dragon sense was not fooled.

His dark vein popped visibly on his skin whenever his dragon sense missed out on a wicked gaze in a specific area. It sent a chill down his spine. His veins seemed to be on high alert, as though saying, “Be careful of this side, watch out for that side. It’s coming to you! It’s just right beside you! Turn around now!”