Hearing this, the Ruling Fate Immortal Lord was weak at the knees, and he felt faint.

This was hell!

Just as Wu Yu had told him, all might be smooth sailing before he came, but now he had run smack bang into a wall!

Just as he was raging and quivering, another of his Ruling Sky Immortal Tribe brethren was killed!

Four were already dead. Only 16 of the 20 remained.

If this continued, they were doomed.

Wu Yu and the ghostly kings' evildoing made them realize how different this place was from the sky palaces. They held no fear in their hearts, nor law in their regard.

"Retreat!" the Ruling Fate Immortal Lord finally shouted. At this time, he pulled out an ancient immortal talisman from somewhere and threw it in the air. The talisman exploded into white mist that enveloped all of them. Wu Yu saw through it with his Eyes of Fire and Gold. They were using the confusion created by this mist to escape. Soon enough, they were very far away. As for Wu Yu and the others, they had been redirected by it. After chasing for a while,...