"Human race?"
Upon hearing the Great Clan Elder's voice, the blood-red humanoid being fell silent.
In truth, he was not the real Sea Clan Realm Master, nor was he the Realm Master's avatar.
He was merely a strand of intent, not even worthy of being called a divine soul.
So-called intent was nothing more than a will within one's divine soul consciousness, or rather, a stray thought.
Thus, he was only a strand of will projected by the Sea Clan Realm Master across the distant boundless universe.
A strand of will naturally could not possess too many memories or thoughts.
Therefore, after hearing of the human race, the blood-red humanoid being pondered for a moment before recalling which race the human race was.
"Lord Realm Master, that human Su Mo's strength has risen at a speed beyond imagination. In merely a few years, he went from an ant to an existence our Sea Clan cannot contend with. Now, only your arrival can slay this thief."
The Great Clan Elder spoke respectfully.
At this moment, the sense of crisis in his heart completely dissipated. As long as the Realm Master arrived, dealing with Su Mo would not be difficult.
Perhaps the great powers of ordinary races did not understand the strength of a Creation Realm Master, but as the Sea Clan Great Elder, he naturally knew a great deal about the strength of Creation Realm Masters.
The power of the Creation Realm was simply beyond the imagination of those below the Creation Realm.
It was a leap from the earth's surface to the heavens, utterly beyond comparison.
Even if the power projected by the Realm Master was only one-tenth, or even one-thirtieth, it would still be enough to kill Su Mo.
Su Mo appeared immensely powerful, several times, perhaps even more