Not Just Empty Talk

The number of marine race invaders outside of Kunlun wasn't small at all. There were hundreds of them densely packed together. Naturally, not all of them were king level entities—many were minor demons from the marine race like prawn soldiers, crab generals, sea snails, and clams.

However, there were about a dozen king level entities. There was a large variety of life forms with the ocean and the competition among them was intense. As such, there was never a lack of experts.

"Is there anyone here with arms and legs? Get out here!" a certain sea snail cried out. He possessed great racial talents and was holding a seashell in one hand, using it to magnify his voice by several times. His voice reverberated through the mountains, shaking the hills and rocks. The snow on the vegetation rustled down.

The majestic Kunlun was grand and vast. Especially after the upheavals, this place had become even more extraordinary. The numerous peaks appeared extremely vigorous and powerful.