"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.