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At the bottom of the well.
Pang Jian, who had slid down all the way, positioned himself in a pool of blood and coldly gazed upwards.
He adjusted his breathing and gripped the Dragon Pattern Spear tightly, with a relaxed body but a tense mind, he silently waited for Dong Tianze's descent.
Having his body tempered by Phoenix Marrow and previously leveraging his power to kill over his class, including Jin Yang, he now had reached the Meridians Channeling Realm, which gave him the confidence to confront Dong Tianze.
He had watched very closely earlier; after Dong Tianze had thrown away the Ghost Howling dagger and fought bare-handed against Su Yuntian and He Rong, Pang Jian was confident he could withstand his attacks.
And that dagger's Dragon Howl, pulling along with it the wicked surge of spirit from ghost entities, had no effect on him.
