The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The other Simmons men who charged toward Caspian and Maya before were now frozen in their tracks.

Every one of their faces manifested shock, terror, and confusion.

To the men, the change in Caspian’s demeanor from his earlier composure was too great.

He handed over the fedulings with such calm just moments before, but he stood with his foot on a man’s face and demanded a ridiculous amount of spirit stones, which were much more valuable.

“You… You… You…”

The man with the mole on his cheek stammered nervously.

He wanted to say threatening words, but he could not even spit out a complete sentence at that moment.

“Stop mumbling and hand over the money!” Caspian snapped, then landed his hand on the man’s cheek and sent him falling to the ground.

The man felt like he was run into by a giant, raging beast.

His vision went dark, and a wave of blood gushed up his throat.

His entire body felt like all his bones were being crushed as he lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining Simmons men felt a chill at the sight before them.

They snapped back to reality and screamed in terror as they scattered in different directions in a panicked frenzy.

“Trying to run?” Caspian said with a cold smile, then stepped forward.

Caspian’s skills and techniques were a thousand times more advanced than that of the scurrying Simmons men.

In an instant, apart from the one man that he let go on purpose, the other Simmons family members were swiftly smacked to the ground and dragged back to the checkpoint, stacked into a pile of limp bodies.

“Are you planning on making them pay a ransom for these men?” Maya asked.

They were not on Heavenly Stars Sect’s territory at that moment.

If they got in trouble, it would not be easy to settle things.

Handsome, who squatted on Caspian’s shoulder, could not help but roll his eyes at the sight of Maya’s concerned expression.

Maya’s presence, he would have

chuckled and said, “That’s up to the

seven men, as well as the one that was let go, for a total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there. However, if the Simmons head were to refuse and insist on standing up for his

waiting on the spot

less than 30 minutes, a spirit boat was seen speeding

at each other and saw surprise in each other’s

a spirit boat However, they could not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a checkpoint to

spirit boat traveled at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator would steer

boat came to a halt about

middle-aged man dressed in a long,

my kin? You must have

away from Caspian, the man

“You‘re dead!”

an instant, the sword’s beams swept down like a tidal

noise and ruthless murderous

completely enveloped in the ruckus as if he was moments

you!” Maya cried out as she watched

that fool was nothing but a first-stage cultivator of the Pulse Control

was greatly disrespectful to her

member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and drew his sword with the intent to kill without first

just as

turned as

complete contrast with

as he felt

unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of the man’s heart and up to his

as if his crown was about to

spat, then reached out and snatched the sword

throat, then violently slammed him to

surrounded the sword, then slashed down

thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure

moment, it was as if the spirit boat that was stopped

sped off in the direction it came

“Help! Somebody help me!”

dismembered man in black screamed in the direction of the escaping