The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Casper, it seems that you didn’t slack off at all in the past few months,” Xander thought.

At that time, Omar’s voice sounded, “That’s right! This time, the place for the selection is in Elenion, the City of Ruins.”

When he mentioned Elenion, Omar appeared solemn.

Not only Omar, but the few people present did not make any unnecessary noise, and there was a trace of reverence in their eyes.

Not only the disciples of the Heavenly Stars Sect, but the cultivators of the entire Earlington of Efrax were all familiar with the allusions of Elenion.

There used to be six Heavenly Spirit Realm-level individual cultivators.

To stop the shapeshifting demon from killing mortals, they joined hands and sacrificed themselves despite being at their zenith.

With their flesh and blood, the cultivators turned into countless godly thunder, forming a moat that could not be passed through, blocking the shapeshifting demon and the army of tens of thousands of monsters.

The godly thunder lasted for six days before disappearing.

By the time they stopped, the shapeshifting demon and the army of monsters lost the best time to attack.

Since then, millions of mortals in the original Elenion could escape.

The feats of these six individual cultivators were worthy of every cultivator’s remembrance.

“Elenion was bombarded by thunder back then, leaving only ruins now.

I can’t understand why they chose that place for selection,” Omar said after a while.

Caspian pondered for a moment and replied, “Maybe because it’s a ruin, causing the terrain to be more complicated.

After all, the battle of cultivators won’t always be in the wild.”

Xander chimed in, “Casper’s words are reasonable.

After all, this isn’t a ranking competition within the sect but to choose suitable disciples for the nation’s official religion election.

Earlington of Efrax, so it’s not

everyone also

what method?” Caspian

Caspian did not believe that Xander only knew as much information as other

Xander saw Caspian looking at him, he knew what

awkwardly, saying, ”Don’t look at

know as much as you think l

the disciples who get them will be able

anything, and everything

his gaze across everyone, “So the next few days are for us to

to prepare for,” Omar pouted, “We’re absolutely not allowed to

long as we’re strong enough, we can just crush

and everyone instantly looked at him

not give much information, and the specific rules would not be announced until seven

quotas all planned to retreat and cultivate for the

all, such an opportunity

represent the Heavenly Stars Sect in the nation’s official religion election, it would

caught the elder’s eyes and were accepted as a disciple, it would be truly amazing. Moreover, once qualified, the Heavenly Stars Sect itself would have exceptional rewards to help these disciples get promoted again before

long as the disciple

seven days to practice before the competition, many disciples in the

wanted to improve their strength within

around him were

were naturally eager to become stronger, especially since Xander was accepted as

different from

the

target, the Myriad Demons Burial

days, but the various situations he would face after entering the Myriad

a direction, and

Burial Ground, the most important thing was how to deal with the demonic fire formed after the decay of the corpses of

earlier was similar to the demon fire in Myriad

Underworld’s Demon Flame in advance and think about ways

indeed planning to experience the Underworld’s Demon Flame, but he did not look for a way to restrain the opponent by observing the Underworld’s Demon