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.

would have

worry, Caspian chuckled and said, “That’s up to the head

total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there. However, if the Simmons head were to refuse and insist on

the spot with his

was seen speeding toward them from a distant

other and saw

enough to own a spirit boat However, they could not figure out why a family that could afford a

a much faster speed than a typical cultivator would steer

boat came to a halt about 20 feet away from where

the boat’s cabin opened, a middle-aged man dressed in a long, black gown appeared and furiously

fool dared lay a hand on my kin? You must have a death wish!” bellowed the man

five feet away from Caspian, the man

“You‘re dead!”

beams swept down

and ruthless murderous intent filled

ruckus as if he was moments away from being

Maya cried out as

nothing but

disrespectful to

fact that, despite being a high-level member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and

just as Maya was about to

air around them instantly turned as

complete contrast with the

man in black was stunned as

move yet, but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of

as if his crown was

reached out and snatched

man’s throat, then violently slammed him to the

surrounded the sword, then slashed down in a fountain

at the thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure agony

as if the spirit boat that was

turned and sped off in the

“Help! Somebody help me!”

in the direction of the