Su Yu, from a distance, saw Tlorlok's descent and could not help but take a deep breath, instinctively concealing all his aura.
Tlorlok, with his hands clasped behind him, looked indifferently at the immortal beings of all races and then looked down at the ten-thousand-meter abyss with its emanating terrifying breath. He immediately understood the calculations in the hearts of the immortals from various races.
"Nezahual, Aomei Cutli, let's go and have a look," the Aztec immortal said with a faint smile before diving straight down. The immortals from all around drew in a sharp breath and then sighed instinctively, "This is the confidence of the strongest immortals..." If it were them, none could be so carefree.
As the Aztec immortal made his move, the twenty ancient behemoths guarding around, each a kilometer in size, immediately rushed toward the center, attempting to block the Aztec immortal.