Immortal!

Immortal!

"Senior Old Feng, do you know where those groups of humans came from?" Tang Keca naturally changed the subject and began asking about the groups of mortals who had arrived early.

From what he knew of Old Feng, the old man had likely already approached those people.

Sure enough, Old Feng shook his head. "From what I know, none of them are easy to get along with. There are Yin human race members, Blackwood human race members, Pomelo Leaf human race members—oh, and Xiao human race members as well."

After saying that, he glanced at Tang Keca and Song Changming before continuing, "You're not the same kind of people. If you're thinking of joining forces with them, you'd best give up on that idea early."

"What a pity." Tang Keca shook his head.

Although Song Changming had no intention of joining forces with those people, Tang Keca truly had entertained the thought.

For no other reason than that he needed some cannon fodder to charge into battle, bolster their momentum, and scout the way ahead.

If he could make use of those various alien races, that would have been ideal.

Unfortunately, those alien races were all wary enough that even approaching them would not be easy, much less gaining mutual acceptance.

With his plans falling through, he stopped thinking about it.

The group quietly made their way to the outskirts and found a place with relatively fewer Mountain and Sea Monsters.

Tang Keca especially avoided the powerful creatures present, such as the Ancient Whale pod and the three Green Flood Dragons.

"There are less than three days left until the appointed date. I expect more formidable competitors will arrive," Old Feng said, his tone unconsciously heavy.

He was unwilling to accept it. He had traveled all this way as