However, that was clearly only the appetizer.
A noisy song sounded around him, bringing with it the stench of the sea.
There were at least thousands of rotting mermen swimming around him in the thick fog, stirring the air and forming a huge vortex.
It was hard to imagine that the song of the merman could be heard to this extent.
Jiang Li did not stand on ceremony and smashed his fists at the dense swimming mermen.
Fist pillars easily shattered the rotting mermen.
Although he did not directly touch them, the curse of the sea still landed on him.
This was the other party's probing. He probably wanted to figure out the strength of Jiang Li's Dao Body and weaken it with a curse.
This was a conventional tactic when their strength was not much different. However, these methods were useless against Jiang Li.
"They're all merman zombies. You collect the strength of the dead. It seems that you and the Blood King are birds of a feather."
