High up in the sky, the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord floated, flanked by the two ghostly kings. They laughed loudly, even as wails rang out from those below.

There were tens of thousands of ghostly immortals running helter skelter in their desperate attempts to escape. Some charged the immortal designs outside, but faced the same fate of death, except now they were trapped.

Besides, dying here would not allow one's vengeful spirit to dissipate, or escape the fate of entering the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord's Lasting Blood Banner.

No matter where they ran, it looked bleak. There was no chance of survival, and not the slightest shred of hope.

For the tens of thousands of ghostly immortals, their only option now was to hide, to see if they could avoid this miserable fate.

As far as the eye could see, the whole Yellow Ancient City had sunk into terror, subject to the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord's domination and quivering in fear.

Up in the sky, the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord laughed. "Friends, don't get too excited. I'm about to send this amazing present straight into your hands."

The wailing grew more intense.

The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord turned back and said to the two ghostly kings. "Feel free to find your own pleasures. I can't wait anymore."

"Young Master, we haven't experienced much of all this. Just do as you please. Nothing catches our eye here at the Yellow Ancient City."

"Haha."

The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord smirked and descended from the sky. He was a 9-realm ghostly lord, while the strongest here were only 8-realm ghostly lords. Besides, he had a great void immortal treasure with him, and no one dared to stand up against him. The tens of thousands of ghostly immortals were still milling about in confusion, and they did not even know where the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord was. Any who caught his eye could not escape their terrible fate.

"This young master is a real player." The 10,000 Bones Ghostly King laughed.

Beside him, the Amethyst Soul Ghostly King was looking around, and his eyes brightened. "Well, well, there are some real beauties here at the Yellow Ancient City. They're young too, fresh and nubile. How about we take this chance and sample these delights? They're so pretty, it would be a waste for the young master to kill them off."

10,000 Bones Ghostly King roared in laughter. "Sure. I know your appetites. I'll accompany you on this journey of pleasure today."

The two did not need to control the two great immortal designs, so they descended to the Yellow Ancient City, eying the younger ghostly immortal beauties. There was nothing but pleasure on their minds.

As for the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord, he had already started his massacre with the Lasting Blood Banner. Amidst hysterical laughter, he chased down the fleeing ghostly immortals and swept them up in the Lasting Blood Banner. It was like a mouth that scooped the wailing ghostly immortals, swallowing them whole. Blood and corpses littered the field.

People often likened the battlefield to hell on earth. But what Wu Yu saw now was the true hell. Here, strength was king, and there were no strict rules. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord had both influence and power, and he could do what he wanted, all to hone his own great void immortal treasure.

He was truly a monster, flying back and forth, leaving blood and bones in his wake. The screams of horror and his own laughter harmonized in a bizarre symphony. They were like a ball of string, and he was the cat. The entire area was under his control, and all the balls of string had nowhere to go. He need only indulge in his killing and entertainment.

It was a sight to chill the blood. Wu Yu was shocked at the scene before him at the Yellow Ancient City.

"White-Eyed Ghostly Lord! We are from the Chakravarti-raja Star! My elder brother is from the Chakravarti Imperial Army! How dare you slaughter us like this! Are you not afraid the Chakravarti Ghostly King will know of this?! We are your father's subordinates!?"

Amidst the killing, a 7-realm ghostly lord confronted the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord in anger.

"My father? Haha. The Chakravarti-raja Star's state has rotted his head with worry. He has no time to deal with the likes of me. Besides, you peasants are just dogshit existing on the Chakravarti-raja Star. Using you to refine my treasure is a real honor for you."

The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord cackled, leaping forward to continue his slaughter. His great void immortal treasure swooped, chomping the speaker into pulp. The Lasting Blood Banner was like a huge tongue that continued to devour and refine itself.

Wu Yu understood now. If things were truly this dystopic on the Chakravarti-raja Star, no one would dare to stay. But because his father was busy and had no time to deal with him, he had come here to wreak havoc. After all, it was but less than a day, and no one would know of this.

The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord was a killing machine that churned through the Yellow Ancient City, cutting down all in his path. The ghostly immortals had nowhere to run. Man and woman, old and young - they all met their fate of refining the treasure. The Lasting Blood Banner grew more and more savage, its blood qi filling the air and tinting the entire Yellow Ancient City red.

The two ghostly kings were seeking their own pleasures, enjoying some of the younger girls.

"Hell is truly as its name suggests. Luckily, I didn't cultivate the ghostly cultivator path back then." Even Ming Long's hair was standing on end. As gallant and noble as this the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord looked, he had the heart of an enemy, and a madness at his core.

Of course, many of the ghostly immortals were no saints themselves! After all, this was a world of survival. Under such harsh rules, the ghostly immortals that survived were good at protecting their own lives. Otherwise, they would not have lasted this long.

Seeing this situation, someone of Wu Yu's nature could not help but intervene. Perhaps he could not save others further away, but when trouble was right before his eyes, he would definitely help.

Of course, he was still considering another problem.

"With the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord's identity, I can move about Astral Hell much more easily. On the Chakravarti-raja Star, I can do as I please in the guise of the Chakravarti Ghostly King's son. Besides, given his understanding of the Chakravarti-raja Star and his knowledge, it might even be advantageous in finding the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King. I would also have two ghostly kings protecting me. I might even be able to utilize the power of the ghostly kings and the Astral Hell itself!"

The more he thought this over, the more perfect the identity of the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord seemed!

This was a great opportunity. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord was currently killing alone, while the two ghostly kings were not at all worried, seeking out their own pleasures with wanton enjoyment. They would not think that there would be any danger to the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord within their immortal design.

"The problem is that the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord is a 9-realm ghostly lord, and even has a great void immortal treasure. It would be rather tricky for me to kill him quickly. I'll have to take a risk!"

Wu Yu did not hesitate. After all, he could flee if he failed, and it would be no great loss. Whereas if he succeeded, he would not only have done a great deed and assuaged his conscience, but he could also use the identity of the Chakravarti Ghostly King's son and roam the Astral Hell!

He could not hesitate any longer. He only had a short window of time. The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord had already killed close to 10,000 vengeful spirits, and carved out a landscape of corpse mountains and blood rivers. Vengeful spirits were everywhere, mourning their loss. The entire Yellow Ancient City had been drenched in blood and terror, while only the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord continued to laugh.

"Hilarious. In order to escape, these guys will do anything. They would even push their friends towards me, haha...." the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord bellowed in laughter, his Lasting Blood Banner continuing to lick out.

Wu Yu focused on the Lasting Blood Banner. That was the main threat!

"Great Void Immortal Realm immortals can control a power even more formidable than dao, called the heavenly rule. Only the mandate of the heavens can surpass autonomous realm power. That is the true power that immortal kings wield, which is great indeed.

"The greatest difference between great void immortal treasures and destinable immortal treasures is that when the number of spirit designs reaches a critical amount, they can store heavenly rule power. This Lasting Blood Banner has heavenly rule power within it. When it swings, it can activate the most fundamental energy in the world, leaving a barren space behind. The blood qi will thus reach a peak!"

Heavenly rule power was a frightening notion for Wu Yu. This was also why immortal kings trumped immortal lords. After mastering heavenly rules, one was a king amongst immortals. Heavenly rules and restrictions were power!

However, even though the Lasting Blood Banner had heavenly rule power, it could not stop Wu Yu!

He was in the guise of an ordinary ghostly immortal. He appeared before the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord, feigning that he was trapped and lost, running around desperately!

"White-Eyed Ghostly Lord! You are not fit to be the Chakravarti Ghostly King's son! You are trash! A wretch!" Wu Yu insulted him while he fled.

He knew that the Chakravarti Ghostly King must be displeased that his son would turn out so unbecomingly. Therefore, he decided to prod at his sore point.

"Interesting. Very interesting." The White-Eyed Ghostly Lord came up, cackling. His Lasting Blood Banner swept forth, and Wu Yu dodged.

"Lucky, aren't you!"

He was grinning from ear to ear, but he had already given up on the others to chase Wu Yu, who had angered him. As he continued to pursue, he had actually fallen into Wu Yu's trap. Wu Yu was leading him away from the two ghostly kings. He had already chosen a huge building within the confines of the immortal design. This was the city lord’s residence, only the occupants had already fled.

It was an even better place for Wu Yu to fight in!

"Where are you running to?" Behind him, the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord had planted the Lasting Blood Banner on the ground, and smiled widely at Wu Yu.

"You... your crimes are heinous, and you will die a horrible death! You good-for-nothing! You're even less than your sister!" Wu Yu continued to rave at him.

He knew that the White-Eyed Ghostly Lord had a younger sister who was two yuan younger than him. That was about 250,000 years or so, but the Chakravarti Ghostly King doted on her dearly. The double standards between brother and sister was drastic!

"Enough!" Wu Yu had touched another sore spot, and he would tolerate no more. He had not expected that anyone here could rouse his anger. He prepared to smash Wu Yu to bits immediately. Wu Yu had been waiting for this. This was indeed a good place to commit murder.

BOOM!

His body suddenly exploded with black flames!