The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 338

“You know what I’m about to ask you?” Caspian frowned.

“Aren’t you going to ask me where Harper is? Hahaha! I‘m not going to tell you! Go to hell!” Miles knew that it was his last day on earth, and he could not care less.

He was determined not to tell Caspian anything.

However, Miles’s uncompromising attitude only resulted in Caspian’s contemptuous eye roll.

“Do you think I’m as stupid as you?”

“What?” Miles blinked.

“The Hopeful Woman Mountain’s environment is intricate and complicated, and you all can’t divide each location here in advance.

Thus, I guess that the Ninth Sacred Sect has some secret method where you can find each other’s location,” Caspian said.

Caspian did not need Miles’ assurance as the panic that flashed in his eyes expressed everything.

“For Pulse Control Realm’s disciples, the simplest and fastest way to perceive was through Qi and blood.

Hence, it’s straightforward,” Caspian continued as he dipped a little bit of Miles’s blood that flowed on the ground.

Then, he wrote a few words on the telepathic jade and looked at Miles.

“As long as I put your blood here, I’ll know where Harper is.”

“Wh..?” Miles gasped.

His body immediately tensed as he tried to struggle and escape.

Caspian’s face darkened, and a layer of frost appeared in his eyes.

Next, he raised the Ghoul-Locker Spear and swept across.

Swoosh!

Miles let out a miserable scream, and he was cut in the waist in a flash.

Then, Caspian stabbed Miles’s throat and directly lifted his upper body.

Soon, blood surged out of Miles’s throat and waist.

Miles was a cultivator, so his vitality was far beyond

was not dead yet but

Caspian completely ignored him.

Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples’ lives, Miles was even less

to form a puddle on the ground, but under

quickly locked

shook his Ghoul-Locker Spear, and Miles’s body was torn

storage bag, and he dashed

Hopeful Woman Mountain’s mountainside, Solana‘s body slammed heavily on the cliff,

calm and indifferent, and she looked

Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, and each of them showed a look of unwillingness, self-blame, embarrassment,

help Solana, but they could not move, and their

their necks, a black gas slowly rose, and if it was a little serious, it already passed over their mouths and reached the bridge

actually

hurry and go! just

“Solana, go!”

tricks! They’re trying

Then, you can seek revenge in the

to persuade Solana to leave,

are you bullying

that your sect is no match for

disciples’ curses as he stated at Solana

smile appeared on his

Jail Deity Physique…

Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple

wouldn’t be able to handle her.” A hair-raising voice sounded, and the speaker was the

only half the

robe covered her body, it gave people a horrible feeling that her legs were cut

talked about Solana, her eyes stared at the few Heavenly

hands under her

was responsible for the group Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples’

“That’s right.

Lost Souls,

your

the neat fringe heard about the Imperial Jail

nose twitched as she asked, “Why aren’t you killing her

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