Meanwhile, Jian Jun was waving the folding fan in his hand, engaged in battle with a stout Earth Dragon. The two of them had fought their way from inside the tunnel all the way out to the earthen mound above.
This Earth Dragon was at the early stage of the Ninth Rank, with an entirely earthy-brown body one hundred meters in length. Its head was just beginning to take on a dragon-like shape. Staring at its prey, it spat out streams of deep brown liquid, trying to immobilize Jian Jun. Jian Jun moved with the wind, preventing the creature from subduing him in a single stroke.
As Jian Jun watched the saliva being spat at him, his expression turned a fraction uglier. Though his body was enveloped in a wind shield, tiny specks of the spit still splattered against it.
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