At the bottom of the well.
Pang Jian, who had slid all the way down, stood in a pool of blood and looked up coldly.
He steadied his breathing and tightened his grip on the Dragon-Patterned Spear. Relaxing his body while keeping his mind taut, he waited for Dong Tianze to descend.
His body had been tempered by Phoenix Marrow, and he had already used the momentum of his surroundings to kill people like Jin Yang while fighting above his realm. Now that he had broken through to the Pulse-Opening Realm, he dared to test himself against Dong Tianze.
He had watched closely earlier. After Dong Tianze discarded the Ghost Chant Dagger, he had fought Su Yuntian and He Rong barehanded. Pang Jian was confident he could withstand those techniques.
And the dagger's dragonlike chant, which stirred up an evil spiritual tide from the souls and ghosts, had no effect on him at all.
In the narrow space of the well, Dong Tianze's advantage in agility and speed would be greatly diminished. With Pang Jian already in position below, he could easily seize the initiative while Dong Tianze was descending.
As long as he could withstand one wave of Dong Tianze's attacks, then once Zhou Qingchen and the others came down, they could kill Dong Tianze in the cramped space!
He had made the decisive leap into the well only after careful consideration.
"Boom!"
Pang Jian had made ample preparations, but when he saw an enchanting crimson Blood Lotus appear out of nowhere and halt Dong Tianze's fall, he was stunned.
Above.
Dong Tianze rubbed his head, unable to understand why a barrier restriction had suddenly appeared in the otherwise empty Pit Well.
He approached the Pit Well and peered down. In the depths of the well, which had