Splosh!
An earth spike suddenly plunged into John's chest.
"Instant cast of Advanced Magic, only a Great Mage can do this, how did you—?"
Zhao Yi took a few steps closer, seeing his disbelief, and shook his head, "In my view, so-called instant cast is merely seeing through the source of all magic. Once mastered, any magic can be cast instantly."
"Speaking of which, I really have to thank your Earth Cage; otherwise, if I wanted to kill you, it would have taken some effort."
John gave a strange smile, the fear that had filled his face just now suddenly vanished.
"You really don't understand Lord Nether Tree!"
Zhao Yi suddenly sensed a crisis approaching, and was shocked. Before he could even react, his body instinctively responded.
Bang bang bang!
Several black roots suddenly shot out from John's body, splitting into multiple tendrils, aiming for Zhao Yi and several mages not far away.
Those mages were standing far away, some did not even have time to react.
"Splat!"
