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.

thud sounded, but the log was nowhere to

you can run

warrior ever escaped from a cultivator, and you’re

pondering for a moment, he took a slim bamboo tube and blasted

on the

a rock not far away was flattened, and he meditated on it

hour later, Tony led a group of Yates family

entered the outback of the Dark Cloud Forest, this group of Yates family members was nervous, and they approached Sean while looking vigilantly

expressions looked a little wretched, making them appear sneaky and guilty

they finally

though Tony was older than him, Sean’s tone was unforgiving at

Sean was a Pulse Control Realm, whereas Tony was a True

though they were both the Yates family elders,

Sean’s reproach, Tony did not dare to

“Our realms aren’t as high as

careful when we’re in the

there was no sign of the young man’s corpse,

not to ask

Sean saw right through

he was a cultivator, but he did not manage to kill a warrior even though he attacked twice, Sean

deep breath to

be able to

look for him

wanted to say something, Sean interrupted

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

that you’ll still be in danger even with me

his hands,

dare to go against Sean,

as they were frightened

scoffed and walked in front

he grabbed a handful of air as if he was catching

sniffed his fist a few

in different directions and continuously grabbed on the air, sniffing them

Sean’s actions, Tony’s eyes showed

such ability was only available for those who attained

directly introduce the vigor into their own body

like him would not be able to use the essence of the

breath of