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 enthusiastically clapped his little hooves together

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

go, for a total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there. However, if the Simmons head

on the spot with his

minutes, a spirit boat was seen speeding toward them from

at each other and saw surprise

not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit

at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator

boat came to a halt about 20 feet away from where Caspian

man dressed in a long, black gown appeared and furiously charged toward

must have a death wish!” bellowed the man as he continued

the man

“You‘re dead!”

sword’s beams swept down like a

ruthless murderous intent filled

as if he was moments away from being shredded to

you!” Maya cried out as she watched

could tell, that fool was nothing but a first-stage

greatly disrespectful to her and

member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and drew his sword with

as Maya was about

turned as thick and

complete contrast with the lightness of the sword

was stunned as he felt his heart involuntarily skip a

horror radiated from the bottom

his crown

out and snatched the sword from the

then violently slammed

streak of light surrounded the sword, then slashed down in

the thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from the man in

it was as if the spirit boat

the boat turned and sped off in

“Help! Somebody help me!”

in the direction of the