"Jiu, should we make a move?"
Mu Yuan looked at the increasingly exhausted cultivators, whose strength against the Water Devils was growing weaker, and asked worriedly.
The Li family developed rapidly over the past century, but so did other powers!
Especially the Sea Clan, a power innately strong. Although they suffered heavy losses in the past centuries, high-level Water Devils couldn't recover so quickly, but most of the beast tide was mere cannon fodder.
In producing cannon fodder, the Sea Clan and the Devil Race were absolutely the best.
Thousands, tens of thousands of low-level Water Devils, as long as they could wear down a high-level cultivator to death, it was a profit for the Sea Clan!
Those few scattered Immortal Water Devils hiding at the sea bottom, not daring to show themselves, thought this way.
As long as they survived, it didn't matter if the millions of cannon fodder they brought died in front of these two Immortal Cities.
