Self-Made Whip Art

"Old nine, do you dare?" 

When the voice fell, the sea rolled, and the air turned a little stagnant. 

A terrifying sense of blood enveloped everyone, and all turned towards the speaker.

"That is?" Jiang Yue asked as he looked at the speaker.

She was beautiful, and her graceful figure was wrapped in silver armour.

Contrary to her appearance, she had a heroic presence that was magnified by the long spear she carried in her right hand.

"She is the second legion's nascent soul commander. Her name is Wang Ling." Qin Junjun answered.

"Then that?" He pointed at the crab that was floating five kilometres away.

"It's the territory lord of this sea area, the nine-legged crab. I heard that it has the bloodline of the twelve-legged crab."

Jiang Yue frowned when he heard that.

The twelve-legged crab was a legendary sea beast whose realm was beyond a class five beast.