As the saying went: the hunter will shoot the bird that sticks out.

Now he was being ganged up on because he was in a better situation compared to the other two.

Understandable.

He had almost been done in by Mo Yuji. Wu Yu was not happy about that.

Especially seeing her aloof face, completely free of any guilt. Of course, she had done nothing wrong. Every person for themselves.

But unhappy was unhappy.

She had been haughty and superior from the start. Perhaps because she was the daughter of one of the Four Heavenly Kings, which had given her prestige for tens of thousands of years.

Wu Yu might be strong, but if not for the special circumstances here, she probably would not even spare him a glance. She probably did not even take Hell masters seriously.

Back in the sky palaces, those that protected her were more than ten times stronger than the Hell masters!

Of course, Xuanyang Emperor Lord was the same as well. But he was currently worst off, and was the most disadvantaged. He could only try his best for the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King.

Without much hesitation, both Xuanyang Emperor Lord and Mo Yuji attacked together. Neither was the talkative type, and unleashed a storm on Wu Yu.

Neither of them were fools. Against Wu Yu, they knew that the other would be able to tell if they slacked off or ducked out. Only their best efforts combined could take down Wu Yu for sure!

Nine Moons Devil Emperor's Battle Axe in hand, Xuanyang Emperor Lord was wrapped in nine monstrous black serpents, as he waited in their folds with the Riposte Needle, like a viper in ambush. Although it was not big, but it could probably dish out even more damage compared to the Nine Moons Devil Emperor's Battle Axe.

As for Mo Yuji, her Heavenly Voices of the Nine Heavens continued to play, the Lingxiao Jeweled Bell hanging from her finger. With each movement, one's immortal spirit continued to be assailed. It could not be avoided. The Spirit Squanderer heavenly rule previously still left Wu Yu's head a little groggy.

It was as if Wu Yu had to endure four powerful heavenly rules!

Besides, the omnipresent, permeating presence of Mo Yuji's heavenly rule was more tricky to deal with compared to two Xuanyang Emperor Lords!

This also meant that the one most likely to be eliminated next was now Wu Yu!

Although Xuanyang Emperor Lord was severely injured, but a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Faced with scant hope, he continued to close the distance, showing no mercy. He engaged Wu Yu, but now Mo Yuji's attacks were directed at Wu Yu instead of him!

"Ruin of Armies Anthem!"

The Heavenly Voices of the Nine Heavens changed tunes again. Now it felt like armies were on the march. The notes turned into heavenly guards that stormed the field, and the Heavenly Voices of the Nine Heavens' power transformed again. Wu Yu now had a taste of Xuanyang Emperor Lord's position when he had been ganked!

It was tough indeed! It was not just the Ruin of Armies Anthem. Mo Yuji also occasionally rang the Lingxiao Jeweled Bell, a sound that permeated one's ears without fail. Each time it rang, it was like being hit by a lightning bolt!

Xuanyang Emperor Lord went full out as well, brandishing his battle halberd like a dark god of war! The nine serpents came slithering towards Wu Yu, the little Riposte Needle-wielding viper in their midst. One hit might well be the end of him. His life was in great danger from the barrage of attacks!

They were afraid of Wu Yu, and so they used their full strength.

Wu Yu had his back to the wall. One look was enough to tell that he was in trouble..

Before, those who had felt regret for Xuanyang Emperor Lord, especially all the ghostly immortals, now had a complete mood change.

"This heavenly-ghostly immortal thing is doomed now. He was too arrogant before."

"He even got the Hell and sky palace people to unite against him. That's what he deserves. How arrogant, to think the Mark of an Immortal King was already his."

The immortal lords were thinking: "Immortal Mo is in a better state than Xuanyang Emperor Lord. Once this guy is gone, Immortal Mo stands a better chance of winning! To think that Immortal Mo would be able to turn the situation through wits and cunning. What an important skill!"

The ghostly immortals thought: "At least Xuanyang Emperor Lord now has a chance. He must hate Mo Yuji a lot. If he manages to land a good hit on Mo Yuji and wound her severely, he's not out of the running either. At least better than his chances before!"

"But no matter what, this arrogant, loudmouthed punk is done for!"

Whether heaven or hell, no one liked Wu Yu much, because he had done in their people before.

Along the way, Wu Yu had defeated Chakravarti Ghostly King and Gu Huo Immortal Lord, earning displeasure from both sides. More importantly, no one knew his true identity, which made them afraid. If he truly got the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King, then no one would even know who had it.

There was a vindictive sentiment going on from all sides, at seeing him beaten down. His outstanding performance only invited jealousy.

Against this two pronged attack, Wu Yu was indeed having a tough time.

"From my experience of fighting when I was young, when fighting multiple opponents, do not be distracted. Focus on the weakest, and destroy them thoroughly. Only then can you lessen the opposition!"

Wu Yu was no idealist. His previous plan was up in smoke now. He had to take a gamble if he wanted the ultimate victory. Luckily, this man was the god of gambling with his life!

His target - Xuanyang Emperor Lord!

"Since you're already so heavily injured, I can only send you on your way first!"

He had killed so many eternal devil emperor descendants already, and this Xuanyang Emperor Lord would just be another statistic. If he showed any mercy at this time, he would be the one to wind up dead instead!

Ting ting ting!

The Ruin of Armies Anthem boomed out, muddling Wu Yu's head. His fighting strength continued to decrease, and he felt queasy all over. It was as if he had sunk into a swamp. Forget fighting, he might not even live long.

In comparison, Xuanyang Emperor Lord was completely unaffected. His two heavenly rules fought Wu Yu, one head-on, the other from the shadows. Wu Yu fought them off, and the Qian Kun space rang with explosions. Even heavily injured, he was able to steadily force Wu Yu back. This was all thanks to his support-type ally, Mo Yuji, who could control the overall fight! It was too important to have an ally like her!

Although the onlookers could not communicate with each other, but their eyes showed that they had expected this: Wu Yu beaten back, scrambling to defend himself.

"Seems like the final victor will be within Xuanyang Emperor Lord and Mo Yuji. Heaven and hell, who will win the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King? It will be up to fate."

"Xuanyang Emperor Lord must win pride for the ghostly immortals of Hell! He's already dealt with the most difficult one, what's a mere woman after that?"

They indeed felt that Wu Yu was the strongest here. In a three-way fight, the strongest was often first to be eliminated. The more the other two were afraid of him, the more desperately they would fight.

The situation now was extremely disadvantageous for Wu Yu.

However, this did not intimidate him. He had been through worse, countless times!

Besides, he had already risked his life multiple times even within the 10th Grade Palace of an Immortal King itself. This was just another time!

Xuanyang Emperor Lord attacked wildly. Riposte Needle was close to scoring against Wu Yu multiple times. If not for Fulgurating Shadows, Wu Yu would have long been dead.

Xuanyang Emperor Lord looked to be recovering even while fighting, while Mo Yuji continued to play with concentration, threatening Wu Yu.

"Immolate!"

It was just a price of his condition. He used Immolate again!

But this time, in order to save some energy to deal with Mo Yuji, he did not immolate that much. Just enough to deliver a killing blow to Xuanyang Emperor Lord!

His controlled Immolate covered him in blazing black flames, and the sinister aura returned. The Abominable Hook Soul Chains regathered around him. Wu Yu first used the Tundra Spirit's Lamp to blow a cobalt dragon Mo Yuji's way. It mitigated some of her attack, and in the next moment, he appeared behind Xuanyang Emperor Lord!

Xuanyang Emperor Lord was very wary. The Riposte Needle shot forth, aiming for Wu Yu's brow.

But Wu Yu moved faster than he did. In a flash, Submerged Cloud Seal rocked out!

"Whoosh!"

The void shattered. Xuanyang Emperor Lord was in the midst of the voidquake, and even Mo Yuji was caught on the edge of it. This attack was targeted at both of them. Of course, Xuanyang Emperor Lord had the worse of it!

Riposte Needle was but one step away from Wu Yu!

But the Submerged Cloud Seal was faster. Xuanyang Emperor Lord, already injured, was only able to hold back Wu Yu with Mo Yuji's help. But this did not change the reality of his remaining fighting strength. The Riposte Needle moved out with discounted speed, and that was enough for Wu Yu's killing blow to strike before his!

He had not wanted to kill either, but the Riposte Needle's trajectory told him that it was kill or be killed here. He had no other choice. Xuanyang Emperor Lord could not believe it as his own body disintegrated. Riposte Needle had also begun to pierce Wu Yu's brow, nearly skewering him!

But luckily it stopped halfway, because Xuanyang Emperor Lord had died!

Wu Yu did not hesitate. He gathered up the corpse, even if it was powder, and devoured it all. After all, he had already used Immolate.