Perhaps they had already agreed upon this after they came here.

In order to avoid having the matter of the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King being leaked to the ghostly immortals, they would commit suicide after being captured.

"Hard-spirited, aren't they?"

Wu Yu was shocked that they would choose suicide after being captured.

They had sacrificed themselves just so the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe could produce another eternal immortal emperor.

This showed that they were fiercely loyal towards the Gu Huo Immortal Lord.

The three ghostly kings were taken aback at their actions as well, and stood blankly for a while. After all, these 9-realm immortal lords had used some secret technique to cause their immortal designs to explode, releasing an incredible amount of power.

With a huge boom, the resulting shockwave sent Wu Yu and the others tumbling back towards the Chakravarti-raja Star.

The Gu Huo Immortal Lord and the others used this chance to escape even further!

Below, many of the ghostly kings had just rushed up, and were immediately tangled up in the others.

"Chase them!"

They charged through the broken tangle of immortals, out of the Chakravarti-raja Star's perimeter, and into the starry sky. Wu Yu did not know if they would be able to catch them.

Wu Yu's mission had been accomplished. The Gu Huo Immortal Lord and the others were seriously injured, and would have to think twice about coming near again, weighing the sufficiency of their own abilities.

There were many ghostly kings around the Chakravarti-raja Star - it was not a place they could roam freely in.

Before long, even the Chakravarti Ghostly King arrived. He had been recuperating previously, from the trials of the Prismatic Thunderball.

The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord seized the opportunity to tell him about it, slyly transferring the merits to herself in a practiced fashion. No wonder the Chakravarti Ghostly King favored her. She was indeed a comfort.

"Who are these people?" the Chakravarti Ghostly King asked the Amethyst Soul Ghostly King, the 10,000 Bones Ghostly King, and the Gloomy Dreams Ghostly King.

The Gloomy Dreams Ghostly King said, "I think they are from the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe in the sky palaces. The Mighty Miracle God is a formidable presence of great status in the sky palaces. But I wonder why his tribe members would come to cause trouble for our star."

"Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe? That's rare." The Chakravarti Ghostly King frowned slightly.

"Is Father worried that these immortals skulking around is somehow related to the thing?" The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord was referring to the Prismatic Thunderball.

All here were in on the secret of the Prismatic Thunderball, and so the Chakravarti Ghostly King nodded. With ghostly kings still giving chase to the Gu Huo Immortal Lord and the others, the Chakravarti Ghostly King gave the order, "One must be taken alive. Get to the bottom of this."

If they knew the truth of the matter, the ghostly immortals would definitely not show the Gu Huo Immortal Lord and the others any mercy. For Wu Yu, this was a good thing. He felt that in the contest for the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King, these immortal lords from the sky palaces were an even greater threat than the Chakravarti Ghostly King.

"The Jade Emperor wouldn't allow the ghostly immortals to get the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King, right?"

If the Chakravarti Ghostly King stopped them, then his chances would rise correspondingly.

But unexpectedly, the ghostly kings did not manage to catch a single Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe member.

"Those sons of bitches run too fast, and have some concealment ability as well. If we were on the trail sooner, they would not have been able to escape so easily," the ghostly kings cursed.

Turning up empty-handed put a slightly sour look on the Chakravarti Ghostly King's face.

"Father, shall we activate the Astral Guardian Field? This way, even if those immortals know about the Prismatic Thunderball, they will be unable to reach it. It wouldn't be easy even for immortal kings to break our Astral Guardian Field." The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord always racked her brains to show off her resourcefulness to the Chakravarti Ghostly King.

The Chakravarti Ghostly King shook his head. "No. That would work as a signpost instead, and draw even the ghostly immortals from other Hells. If they see us activate the Astral Guardian Field, they will guess that something is wrong, or that some treasure has been found. It would draw attention instead."

He thought about it, then ordered some ghostly kings to lead the Chakravarti Imperial Army to quietly stake out the Chakravarti-raja Star and investigate these immortals.

"If there are no immortal kings, these people should be enough."

With these people around, the Gu Huo Immortal Lord, Mo Yuji, the Ruling Fate Immortal Lord, the White Night Immortal Lord, and the Bewildered Fire Immortal Lord would not be able to come near the Chakravarti-raja Star again, unless they had a death wish and wanted to force the issue.

"Young Master, should we reveal that we met a different group of immortals before?" the 10,000 Bones Ghostly King whispered.

"Of course not. There's all punishment and no reward down that course of action. After all, we didn't say a thing that time."

"You're right."

Since the situation was moving in a way that Wu Yu desired, he chose to remain passive.

"The rest of you, go back and rest well. We will continue the experiments in 10 days," the Chakravarti Ghostly King ordered. He returned to his own residence in a wary manner.

As for the other ghostly kings, they were also returning, besides those ordered to stake out.

"Don't celebrate too early. We'll see who gets the last laugh!" The Amethyst-Eyed Ghostly Lord glared at Wu Yu.

"Women. Always so superficial and short-sighted. Is internal strife all you know? If you're really capable, how about solving the Prismatic Thunderball for Father?" Wu Yu said.

"Hmph!"

The two separated.

Wu Yu and the two ghostly kings also returned to the Tianyi White Residence, again surrounded by the beauties' lusty attention. Wu Yu hurriedly used his injuries as an excuse and entered the Floating Dreams Pagoda to recuperate.

"This won't do. Women have an uncanny intuition. If you don't pleasure them, they will get suspicious," Ming Long cackled.

"Screw off."

..........

Outside the Chakravarti-raja Star, somewhere far away, in a dark part of the night from which the Chakravarti-raja Star could be vaguely seen.

The space between black and white was stained by an invasive red.

There were no ghostly immortals here, but instead there was a group of less than 100 immortals.

This group was again split into five factions. Three of them were a full complement of 20, while two of them had slightly less.

The five factions were led respectively by the Gu Huo Immortal Lord, Mo Yuji, the Ruling Fate Immortal Lord, the White Night Immortal Lord, and the Bewildered Fire Immortal Lord.

All of them had brows furrowed deep with worry. Especially on the Gu Huo Immortal Lord's side. He was still hurting from the skirmish, his face murderously dark. He was irritable and snappish, an immortal at his limit.

The others were still discussing, but he did not speak. The Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe was the strongest of them all before, and now they had the least people left.

"I think it's completely impossible. There are close to 20 on the Chakravarti-raja Star who are near the Great Void Immortal Realm immortal kings. We all know that immortals and ghostly immortals are completely different and can be told apart at a glance. If this continues, we will be going to our deaths just by approaching the Chakravarti-raja Star. How are we to get the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King? It's impossible!" the Ruling Fate Immortal Lord blustered.

He was still sore about meeting two ghostly kings just as he neared.

Mo Yuji said mildly, "What did you think? It's expected that the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King would be difficult to get. After all, we might very well spend 20 years with nothing to show for it. You should have prepared yourself mentally before coming here."

The White Night Immortal Lord said, "Immortal Mo, you should cease those hurtful comments. You have yet to take casualties, and you don't know the horror that these ghostly immortals are. They are all perverted. It is truly unnerving."

"Keke." Mo Yuji snickered but said no more. Actually, she roughly knew what to expect. It was just that she was not afraid.

"Gu Huo, what's your next plan?" Mo Yuji looked at the angry Gu Huo Immortal Lord.

Recently, the Gu Huo Immortal Lord seemed to be down on his luck. First, the Gu Di Immortal Lord and the Howling Celestial Dog had both been slain by the Chifeng Immortal Lord, and then now he had lost a few strong lieutenants at the Chakravarti-raja Star. Worst of all was the loss of the Howling Celestial Dog. That was hard to bear, and now the strongest faction was Mo Yuji's.

The Gu Huo Immortal Lord ignored them all, but he still held his anger back in the face of a direct question from Mo Yuji. "A big group is an obvious target, and unwieldy. I plan to go alone. Does Immortal Mo dare to come with me?"

Before Mo Yuji could respond, there was an anxious outcry from the rest of the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe.

"Young Master, please do not do that. Although it might be more convenient, it will be difficult to extricate if you are discovered. The risk is too great.

"Moreover, this bunch of ghostly immortals are twisted. Even if your identity is announced, they fear nothing, and might do anything to you. They might even......"

A whole gaggle of voices rose in warning to the Gu Huo Immortal Lord, and only served to irritate him further.

Mo Yuji said, "Gu Huo, calm down. After all, we still have 19 years' time. They are on the alert now, and will definitely send people to stake the place out. Our chances are dwindling. This is the time for patience, to await the right opportunity."

"Immortal Mo speaks well." Many Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe members echoed.

The Ruling Fate Immortal Lord and the other two factions did not speak. They were more than happy to send the Gu Huo Immortal Lord to raise a ruckus, then they could slip in for the spoils. Their intent was all too clearly written on their faces.

"I was rash. My thanks to Immortal Mo for the reminder." The Gu Huo Immortal Lord finally calmed down. From this, it showed that Mo Yuji was a little better than the other three. At least she had earned the Gu Huo Immortal Lord's trust.

"If that's the case, does Immortal Mo have an idea?"

The White Night Immortal Lord seemed resentful.

Mo Yuji said, "In truth, no. Three or four months have already passed. I'm worried if our people are holding up at the Great Void Immortal Path. If it was just us, we could slowly wait for an opportunity. But if hordes of immortals barge in, then the Astral Hell will become a chaotic place."

There was a collective jolt. It was a common fear, but they had completely forgotten about it.