The Copper-armored Crab was as big as a millstone, looking like a shiny brass statue with its sharp claws brandishing menacingly, giving a sense of sharpness.
The enormous crab shell was not a single piece, but composed of numerous shuttle-shaped structures, resembling the form of Lock Armor.
Certainly, when this demon beast was alive, it must have been powerful and dominant.
Unfortunately, it is now dead, reduced to meat on the chopping board for cultivators to observe.
"Wow, this shop serves up a whole nest of crabs, look at the quantity!"
Li Quange glanced into the store, where more than a dozen Copper-armored Crab corpses were laid out, eerie and terrifying.
Li Quanqing felt a bit regretful and asked the owner if there were any younglings of the spirit crab for sale, but received a negative answer.
This destroyed tribe indeed had pregnant mother crabs, but they escaped. Some crab younglings were killed in the battle, gaining nothing.
