Under the scorching sun, the Giant Rock Dragon's mottled, shadowed body was covered in a crisscrossing web of scars, large and small.
On its back, some of the pillar-like crystals had broken off, leaving behind scars the size of bowls or basins.
It let out a furious roar, and Qin Ziwen's legs went weak. The hard earth beneath his feet seemed to turn into soft cotton.
Du Yu grabbed him and pulled him back several steps.
After moving away, Qin Ziwen looked back at where he had just been standing. The ground was unchanged, as if it had all been an illusion.
"Sir, it wasn't an illusion," came Du Yu's voice from beside him. "I could feel the ground beneath my feet soften slightly."
Hearing this, Qin Ziwen's expression turned grave.
'Just as I thought, another Extraordinary Creature. If Tyrannosaurs are the apex of what normal creatures can achieve on land, then the Giant Rock Dragon has already surpassed that, standing on a higher tier.'
