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 enthusiastically clapped his little hooves

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

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 men, then Caspian could not guarantee what

waiting on the spot with his arms

a spirit boat was seen speeding

each other and saw surprise in each

not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a checkpoint to rob people under the

much faster speed than a typical cultivator

came to a halt about 20

boat’s cabin opened, a middle-aged man dressed in a

my kin? You must have a death wish!” bellowed the man as he continued to charge

away from Caspian, the man

“You‘re dead!”

sword’s beams swept down like

air-splitting noise and ruthless

ruckus as if he was moments away

of you!” Maya cried out

she could tell, that fool was nothing but a

was greatly disrespectful to her and Caspian as

high-level member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and drew his sword with the intent to kill

eyes just as Maya was

air around them instantly turned as thick and heavy

complete contrast with the lightness of the sword

in black was stunned as he

but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of the man’s heart

as if his

reached out and snatched the sword from the man’s

the man’s throat, then violently slammed him to

of light surrounded the sword, then slashed down in a fountain of

followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from the man

the spirit boat that was stopped not too

boat turned and sped

“Help! Somebody help me!”

screamed in the direction