The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

At a glance, no one was around on the roof, and it was as if Caspian spoke into thin air.

However, a bulge slowly appeared on the stone slab covered with thick dust dozens of meters away from him after a while.

The lump gradually turned taller, and after shaking off the dust on the body, the Heavenly Stars Sect’s uniform was revealed.

“He discovered me.” First, the disciple looked at himself in confusion, and then he turned to Caspian.

He was good at hiding himself and relying on that ability, and he completed the extremely laborious tasks of the sect many times.

Hence, he had absolute confidence in himself.

Due to that, the disciple could not be sure how Caspian found him.

Naturally, Caspian would not tell the other party that he already discovered him when he sneaked into the building.

After all, Caspian‘s spiritual consciousness that was far beyond the cultivators of the same realm was also one of Caspian‘s trump cards.

The disciple’s level of concealment could only be regarded as low-level, and it was possible to trick ordinary Pulse Control Realm cultivators.

Still, it was impossible to deceive Caspian, who had divine consciousness.

“Make your choice,” Caspian turned around and glanced at the other party, “Entry-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm.”

“I must say… You’re really filthy.”

Suddenly, the disciple heard Caspian’s voice from behind him, and he immediately froze in place.

him being shrouded in the yellow sand! Under this situation, apart from being trapped, everyone is left with confusion and panic! When did he… When

disciple opened his mouth, trying

babbling!” Caspian frowned and

did not have time to react at all, and he could

that Caspian caught him by the neck

arm

unable to struggle, but the spiritual Qi in his body even seemed to be

incomparable despair in

came from… His strength completely crushed the strength of the

that disciple’s body immediately straightened, his face was

the white of his eyes was bloodshot

the disciple’s left arm was twisted into a strange

you’re not convinced, but this is

hands or legs.” Caspian looked

you want to say that since I’m so much better than you, why didn’t l give you a chance and let you off

right, but when you insisted on breaking my limbs, did you think

snarled at the last

as he shouted, Caspian waved his arm and directly smashed the disciple through the slate on the roof,

the floor on the third floor was almost

disciple was covered in dust and

at the disciple

gaze, the disciple no longer had a trace of resistance and resentment, and he only felt thankful that Caspian let him go, as it

lucky as I rarely let go of my enemies, nor do I

the clothes you’re wearing.” After saying that, Caspian