The magic cultivator was so confident because, in the clash of magic and spells, Lu Ye had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Competing with amateur skills against a professional, Lu Ye naturally couldn't gain the upper hand.
At this moment, the space between the two was filled with mist, and within the mist lurked numerous water globes. As soon as the Fire Phoenix Technique was used, its power diminished by thirty percent. Passing through the dense mist, the power decreased further, and before long, it would be intercepted and dispersed by the magic cultivator's spells.
The magic cultivator's spells, overwhelming like a flood, pressed down on Lu Ye bit by bit. Even with his full force behind the Fire Phoenix Technique, he couldn't reverse the decline.
"Fellow Daoist, don't feel frustrated. This time, I have the advantage of the terrain. If we were to encounter each other in the wild, you would certainly be able to reach me, and then, I wouldn't stand a chance."