The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“What’s… What’s going on..?”

Even Caspian, who created Ghoul-Locker Spear by himself, could not help being taken aback as the changes in the spear far exceeded his expectation.

It was not worse than Caspian anticipated, but it was better… So much greater!

The Ghoul-Locker Spear’s current appearance was indescribable in words.

If Caspian had to, he would say the spear was like a bolt of black lightning, and there was a subtle layer of light seeping out from its surface, appearing in front of Caspian.

No matter what, the Ghoul-Locker Spear was done.

Once Caspian calmed himself down, he grabbed the spear.

The moment he touched it, Caspian felt as if the staff was connected to the blood in his arm.

More accurately, it was as if the Ghoul-Locker Spear was an extension of Caspian’s hand, which he could stab in any direction he wanted, even if the place was out of his sight!

It felt as if Caspian broke through the shackles of space!

When he realized that, Caspian immediately took a step back and shot the spear.

With a loud buzz, the Ghoul-Locker Spear trembled, and the light on its surface suddenly spread, forming a black shadow shaped like a giant pupil.

Then, the shaft burst out like a stellar stream, piercing in the direction Caspian thought.

At that time, it was like the Ghoul-Locker Spear pierced in the direction where the black pupil stared, and Caspian could feel it.

In that instant, the air in the surrounding seemed to be locked and frozen, and the eeriness and despair made Caspian feel as if it was the eye of death.

“The gaze of death…” Caspian mumbled.

Those four words were extremely fitting to represent the feeling when the Ghoul-Locker Spear was shot out.

Once Caspian returned to his senses, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

it was not just a

hours in the furnace made it exceed the level! The spear

of that, Caspian could no longer control the

magical items that could be driven using spiritual Qi once a cultivator reached the Holy Land

magical weapon was not just a tiny bit better than a sharp

the spirit tool had psychic abilities! There was only a tiny, almost negligible chance that the sharp weapon could

level of a spirit tool or

a weapon more than a sharp weapon but did not reach the spirit tool

such a weapon was the ultimate treasure dreamed of by the Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and Caspian made one

share the joy and accomplishment with

much of life, his excitement gradually cooled down,

found that the functions he added when he modified the Ghoul-Locker Spear to become a mace, meteor hammer, and longsword

current differences were they were stronger and

engraved on

was delighted with

spirit tool, which was the strongest level in the Pulse Control Realm, Caspian was much more confident with the trip to the Hopeful

held the Ghoul-Locker Spear, walked out of the

Caspian suddenly realized that he

“It’s too close.

can’t tell who it is…” Caspian took a step back and immediately recognized that the person standing in front of him was Miles, the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple that almost had his arm ruined

world was

was surprised, and his face

Caspian, his

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

calmly uttered, whereas Miles screamed as

Miles roared, then,

no choice as Caspian’s sudden

him a lesson

he swore to take revenge, Miles knew that he would only flee if he met

Miles’ heart was about to jump out of his throat, and after he roared,

was so fast that even a