In the first 6000 years, they would have 1000 years each to vent their anger.

Afterwards, they would have 100,000 years to properly deliver judgment.

As for after 600,000 years, they had not thought that far. That was because they each knew that this Wu Yu could not possibly survive 600,000 years.

600,000 years of torture. How crazy was that?

Even eternal immortal emperors would crack under it.

Actually, even those like Primeval Mighty Miracle God did not truly hate Wu Yu that deeply.

"Ultimately, it is all a matter of reputation and face. If everyone heard that his son was killed and he could not find the killer, then his pride would be ruined."

"Now, I have been caught. The news that spreads from hereon will be about my torture till death."

"A deterrent."

"From now on, there will be no one else like me, who will dare to snatch things from their children."

Perhaps after 6000 years, they would not care as to whether Wu Yu lived or died.

All that mattered was that immortals and ghostly immortals alike would understand that such a cruel fate of 600,000 years of pain would await any who dared to act like Wu Yu.

There might not even be a time limit. At least for the first 6000 years, they would definitely go to great pains to prevent Wu Yu from dying. They would make him feel the pain keenly, every single day.

This was the result that they had agreed on.

No one would believe that their interest in Wu Yu was anything more than their pride and the 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King.

However, they still put on righteous faces, as though revenge was all that they cared about. In truth, Wu Yu already knew that eternal immortal emperors like them had children aplenty. Perhaps to them, only when a child rose to eternal immortal emperor was the child truly born. Otherwise, a million years of life would pass like a steed past a crack.

Their greedy and delighted discussion was over now. They then decided the order.

Mighty Miracle God had spent the most effort on finding Wu Yu, and was the most outstanding one. In the first 1000 years, he would personally punish Wu Yu. No one objected.

Finally, a ghost of a smile flickered on his mean face. A transparent sphere appeared in his hand, and there was black smoke within. The black smoke materialized into the face of a wicked ghostly beast.

As they saw that, everyone looked fearful, and there was a wave of pity for Wu Yu.

"Poor thing."

Perhaps no one has been punished so severely in dozens of Yuan. And for so long as well."

"That epochal immortal treasure is almost comparable to Taishang Laojun's medicinal furnace."

They did not even dare to look directly at the epochal immortal treasure. It was an object that was above the great void immortal treasures, one of the most terrifying weapons in existence. It was said that all of the epochal immortal treasures were born in ancient times. Very few were actually manmade.

The histories of these epochal immortal treasures were also illustrious. Some were even lost in the passages of time, and only their ancientness was known. No matter what epochal immortal treasure it was, all of them required huge amounts of maintenance in order to support their incredible power.

In order for them to truly reach the point where they could eclipse heavenly rule, where they could defy the Five Affinities, to challenge the sun and moon and order of nature itself.

Great void immortal treasures naturally could not compare to epochal immortal treasures. every single epochal immortal treasure had an extensive history. Many of the newer eternal immortal emperors did not even have epochal immortal treasures.

Wu Yu had once thought that the Ruyi Jingu Bang was but an ordinary immortal treasure. But not even great void immortal treasures were this powerful. It was clearly one of the epochal immortal treasures.

High above him, Mighty Miracle God spoke detachedly: "Wu Yu, for your daring to kill my son, I sentence you to 1000 years in my Unholy Spirit Abyss. Each day, ancient unholy spirits will appear to gnaw on your immortal spirit. After it ends, a mighty miracle will restore your immortal spirit back to new. A thousand years of being repaired and destroyed over and over again, pain indescribable. Not even eternal immortal emperors might be able to endure it. This was all your own fault, and none of ours."

With Wu Yu finally caught, he was much more relaxed. He had been shamed thoroughly in all these years.

"The Primeval Mighty Miracle God tribe has an infirmity. They often make mistakes during cultivation and end up mad, becoming unholy spirits. They would lose all reason and degenerate into a killing state. Even if one's kin became an unholy spirit, the Mighty Miracle God tribe would definitely destroy them, because the unholy spirit could spread. And the best way to deal with it was to let Mighty Miracle God put it into the Unholy Spirit Abyss. After so many years, he had already collected an innumerable amount of unholy spirits."

Wu Yu knew about this, his knowledge incredibly vast. This was also why he knew how terrifying the Unholy Spirit Abyss was, better than anyone else.

1000 years, with more than 300 days a year. That was more than 300,000 times that his immortal spirit would be gnawed to bits. 300,000 times when his immortal spirit would be food for them, agony in every moment!

It was hard to imagine!

Wu Yu hated it! Murder was murder, but such torture was an even more terrifying prospect. Besides, they had decided on 600,000 years. How would he survive? Even as strong as his heart was, he might be doomed this time.

He hated Nangong Wei with a passion now, but her eyes were still cool. Wu Yu could not understand it. Even if she hated him, why did she have to go this far......

Anger, and disbelief!

Mighty Miracle God flew down. It seemed like he was going to take away Wu Yu's 10th Grade Mark of an Immortal King first. They had already agreed to hand it to the Eastern Sublime Gracious Divine Emperor for safekeeping first.

Just at this time, Beiyin Necropolis Grand Emperor said: "Mighty Miracle God, why not put him into your Unholy Spirit Abyss first and show us how strong it is? If we feel that it is too gentle, we three from the 10,000 Levels of Hell could enjoy him for 3000 years first. In the business of torturing people, we are experts."

The agreement had been that Beiyin Necropolis Grand Emperor would be at the end. Seemed like they could not resist it, and wanted to go first.

Mighty Miracle God smiled. "Seems like Beiyin Necropolis Grand Emperor does not have much confidence in me. Then I guess I will have to show you all what the punishment for the havoc this guy has caused will be."

He had planned to begin after returning, but now Mighty Miracle God also wanted to show them the terror that was his Unholy Spirit Abyss.

An aura of tension immediately coalesced.

Many were watching in anticipation.

They would not care about Wu Yu, who they felt nothing for.

Only Luo Pin. She was held by Wu Jun's side. Even if her future was bright, she was powerless in the present, and the eternal immortal emperors would not listen to her.

She could do nothing. There was nothing but anguish and hate in her eyes. Naturally, the hate was for Nangong Wei, Mighty Miracle God, and the others.

"Yu......"

It was inexpressible pain.

Wu Yu faced her and smiled lightly. "Don't worry. It's just torture. As long as I don't die, we'll see how this turns out."

He knew that Mighty Miracle God and the others could not bear for him to die. They would even go to great lengths to keep him alive.

If he died, then the fun would be over.

"But......" Luo Pin also knew how terrifying the torture would be, and these six different groups of people would have many tools in their kit.

"Watch carefully now! I understand vengeance, but this is far from over......" Wu Yu charged Mighty Miracle God, laughing fearlessly. Everyone thought him mad.

There was a terrible, burning will in his eyes, but it was easily overlooked. Because he was currently facing an eternal immortal emperor - this was not something that will alone could overcome.

Even Mighty Miracle God laughed. "Youth always shows. Just because they gain some amazing cultivation thing, they grow bold, and ignore the ways of the world."

Everyone laughed at his words. Many had thought too highly of Chifeng Immortal Lord. To think that the one who had created such a stir was only a reckless youth.

"Just as well. I'll let you test it for yourself, and then you won't be so cocky. And then when you're begging on your knees for mercy, nothing will change either. Your life is ours!"

Wu Yu continued to laugh. "Not even the heavens can decide my fate. You?"

Mighty Miracle God sneered back. "How naive. Firstly, the heavens definitely can decide your fate. Secondly, we few before you today ARE the heavens in the Heavenly Domain!"

As he spoke, he gestured with one hand, and an irresistible force came surging forth, controlling Wu Yu. He could not even move an inch before Mighty Miracle God.

This was the difference between him and the "heavens".

And then to rowdy laughter, Mighty Miracle God began to enlarge Unholy Spirit Abyss until it was a 3-zhang sphere. It was completely transparent, and the black mist inside could be clearly seen.

With a crack, Unholy Spirit Abyss opened.

The ear-splitting eerie howls rang out, and everyone's hands flew to their ears, their brows furrowed. Many of the younger dragons lost their minds in panic, rolling around as though they were in a nightmare.

Mighty Miracle God pushed Wu Yu in, and then shut it.

He looked around after that. "See that, kids? That's the price for mischief. Before you do anything bad, think about the consequences.

They all laughed.

All of them were eagerly watching Mighty Miracle God's actions.