The mages cultivated by Zhang Yuan and the other Otherworld Gods—especially those painstakingly trained and protected by natural five-element spirits—far surpassed ordinary mages of the same level in every respect. After all, they had gods watching over them. But they had also been misled by the Otherworld Gods.
Though they appeared immensely powerful, if their reaction speed was not fast enough, all their spells were useless because they could not hit their targets. Just like now.
Lu Yang sprinted toward Zhang Yuan, yet Zhang Yuan could not grasp Lu Yang's movements at all. Lu Yang, on the other hand, was moving quickly but still within the limits of his reaction speed. In other words, if Zhang Yuan attacked him now, he could evade the incoming skill even while running.
If someone could only run fast but lacked quick reactions, that was no different from volunteering to die. When ice spikes flew head-on toward a running target, their speeds stacked together, and someone with slow reactions could be pierced through by a single spike. Yet Lu Yang dodged as he ran. Across a distance of thirty meters, he avoided dozens of ice spikes and arrived before Zhang Yuan in the blink of an eye.
"Blazing Sun Fist, die~!" Lu Yang's right fist blazed with fire as he punched toward Zhang Yuan's head.
Terrified, Zhang Yuan's body instantly turned into a streak of white light and vanished from where he stood. The next second, the Blazing Demon God warned, "He's on your left."
Lu Yang looked left and saw that Zhang Yuan's robes had been burned open with a huge hole. The exposed chest beneath was caved in, clearly showing that Zhang Yuan's ribs had been broken.
"Pfft~!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed from Zhang Yuan's mouth. His reaction had still been