"Judging by how greatly the Octopus King's attitude has changed, the trouble the sea race is facing must be anything but small, right?" Qin Shaofeng gleaned many things from the Octopus King's words.
The moment he spoke, a trace of embarrassment appeared in the Octopus King's eyes.
The problem that had arisen was still merely a drop in the ocean for the sea race.
But the ocean was simply too vast.
The number of creatures in the ocean had already reached a point that could not be measured by numbers at all.
Although the dead slaves had not been targeting the ocean for long,
judging by the total numbers, they had likely affected less than one ten-thousandth of it.
Yet while the sea race was numerous, it had far too few powerful experts.
Those capable of contending with the dead slaves truly left behind by the dead spirits were scarcer still.
As long as there was no way to stop the dead slaves' actions,
at the rate they spread like a plague, it would not be long before no race remained in the entire ocean.
Qin Shaofeng's words might have sounded somewhat grave for the moment.
But they were an undeniable fact.
After pondering for a long time, the Octopus King let out a deep sigh and said, "Though what you said differs somewhat from the truth, you may think of it that way."
Qin Shaofeng nodded lightly, yet did not hurry to say anything further.
He picked up his chopsticks and leisurely savored the delicacies produced by this restaurant that dared call itself the finest in Cangming.
He had to admit that Heavenly Dao Yin Yang had truly possessed remarkable methods in the past.
Even now, centuries after the destruction of the Tanyang Sect, the Tianyin Sect could still