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 together

chuckled and said, “That’s

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

spirit boat was seen speeding toward them from a

glanced at each other and saw

why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a checkpoint to rob people under the pretense

at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator

to a halt about 20 feet away from

a middle-aged man dressed in a long, black gown appeared and furiously

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

away from Caspian, the man suddenly drew his

“You‘re dead!”

beams swept down like

and ruthless murderous intent filled

the ruckus as if

Maya cried out as she

could tell, that fool was nothing but

disrespectful to her and Caspian as advanced

the

his eyes just as

around them instantly turned

complete contrast with the lightness of the

murderous man in black was stunned as he felt his heart involuntarily skip

not even make a move yet, but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom

his crown was about to

out and snatched the sword from the man’s

grabbed the man’s throat, then violently

sword,

hacked off the man’s legs at the thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from

moment, it was as if the spirit boat that was stopped not too

the boat turned and sped off in the direction

“Help! Somebody help me!”

in black screamed in the direction of the