The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Sean’s eyes were burning with murderous intent, and he showed how a Pulse Control Realm cultivator could easily suppress a True Martial Realm warrior.

The blade light appeared to have intertwined into a net in the air, covering Jasmine in it as Sean wanted to ground Jasmine into pieces.

“You’re not that lucky this time.” Sean secretly sneered.

There was no escape under his swordsmanship.

At this time, Sean noticed Jasmine’s smug smile.

Then, Jasmine abruptly raised his hand, and a ray of white light flung to the ground.

Bang!

As the loud sound came, Jasmine’s figure was immediately enveloped by a dense layer of white smoke.

“Sh*t!” Sean’s pupils constricted, and he rushed toward where Jasmine was standing before this as he slashed furiously.

Swoosh!

The stab rolled up a mass of air current, causing the white smoke to surge furiously, but Sean did not slash at anything.

As Sean was secretly cursing nonstop, he hurriedly looked around his surroundings.

The white smoke was utterly dense, and Sean could not even see anything in front of him, let alone Leonardo.

After looking around him, Sean only felt as if he turned blind.

Nevertheless, Sean was instantly filled with an unprecedented shame and anger as Jasmine once again escaped.

Next, he leaped high into the air and landed on a massive tree nearby.

Although the dense smoke covered a large area, it had a height limitation, and it was only able to reach about one story high.

When Sean looked down from the tree, he only saw the white smoke was continuing to spread to the surroundings, and he estimated that it would not subside so soon.

Moreover, light and shadow alternated in the white mist.

It would still be alright if it were a close distance, but if it were slightly further, it would be hard to see any silhouettes clearly.

“Where did he go?!” Sean gnashed his teeth and slapped the tree trunk in front of him.

With a loud bang, the tree trunk fell from mid-air and hit the thick smoke.

muffled thud sounded, but the

you can

warrior ever escaped from a cultivator, and you’re

took a slim bamboo tube and blasted

on the ground

a rock not far away was

hour later, Tony led a group of Yates

this group of Yates

little wretched, making them appear sneaky and

while, they finally

all so long?” Even though Tony was older than him, Sean’s

reason was simple, Sean was a Pulse Control Realm, whereas Tony

family elders, Sean’s position was much

Tony did not dare

he answered with a smile, “Our realms aren’t as high

need to be extra careful when we’re in the outback of this Dark Cloud

noticed that there was no sign of the young man’s

enough not

right

at the thought of how he was a cultivator, but he did not manage to kill

took a deep breath

won’t be

me to look

wanted to say something, Sean interrupted

afraid of?! Even if there’s a monster, I’m still around!” Sean’s gaze was unfriendly, and he glared

think that you’ll still be in danger even

waved his hands, and his

against Sean, let alone the other

as they

walked in

a handful of air as if

his fist a few

different directions and continuously grabbed on the air, sniffing them after as if he

at Sean’s actions, Tony’s eyes

that such ability was only available for those who attained Pulse Control Realm as they

that, they could directly introduce the vigor into their own body and made a

be able to use the

just took a breath of the air, and his