The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The longsword’s cyan light was piercing and soul-stirring.

Although it did not move, it already rolled up a fierce frenzy in the void.

“There’s no hope…”

“It’s an almost spirit tool! The Blue Feather Sect goes all out!”

“He’s only an entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple, but he has an almost spirit tool.

This match will be decided in an instant.”

“The road to immortality relies on four assistance, medicines, inscriptions, tools, and formations.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Stars Sect’s inscriptions and formations are, it’s only an auxiliary.

Hence, they won’t last long when facing someone strong, especially when the opponent still has such a weapon.”

There were discussions all around.

At that moment, even the cultivators who thought Heavenly Stars Sect had a glimmer of hope changed their tone.

The impact of an almost spirit tool was seen.

Looking at the cyan longsword , Jessica could not help saying, “This Hann possesses such a weapon.

It seems that the Blue Feather Sect wants to nurture him.”

However, she noticed that Caspian’s expression did not show the slightest worry.

Instead, there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Jessica blinked her eyes curiously, asking, “Aren‘t you concerned?”

Caspian shook his head.

“No.

It might be an almost spirit tool, but this kind of weapon also depends on the owner.

There’s no such thing as the strongest weapon, only the strongest cultivator.

In this regard, I have absolute confidence in Solana.”

As the two talked, the match began.

In an instant, the cyan sword glow swept toward Solana like an angry sea, and the surrounding sharp sword lights dazzled around them like a downpour with thunder and lightning.

Everyone watching from a distance could not help but feel their souls trembling violently as a loud rumbling sound echoed in their ears, causing their breathing to stop.

“What powerful strength!”

entry-level second-stage Pulse Control

were bursts of exclamations from

to lose!” Hann sneered from

Solana would never be able to block it, leaving only a miserable

“The Disorderly Scenic Dance!”

were

she would evade, Solana stepped forward and rushed over to face the sword

her hand swept across violently, bursting out with a loud noise and giving people a sense of

“She’s crazy!”

almost spirit tool! Is she seeking death

“This is suicide!”

by Solana’s actions,

Boom!

sword light instantly, and a

stretched, extended, and spread toward the surroundings,

seemed to be burning, frantically vaporizing, like a

frowned, and his

mutter in his

that a layer of the blasting sword

it’s only one

coldly, and the cyan

massive ax was swallowed into the storm-like

Crackle and rattle!

of an almost spirit tool

Solana’s hand was engulfed by the sword glow, and the

lost.” After destroying Solana’s weapon,

in the stands also shook their heads, secretly

However, Solana suddenly accelerated.

advantage of the chance that the sword light swept the giant ax, she rushed toward

who originally believed that the opponent lost,

other hand, Solana seized the moment

she swung her arm, and just like a charged bow, Solana’s five fingers

of an Angered

Hann’s eyes flashed brightly.

still want to attack me?! I think

sword lights flickered, intertwining into a large

be smashed into

attack was much faster than

arm was like an angry dragon

through the gap between the sword

only felt an excruciating pain in his wrist as if being penetrated by thousands of steel

and Hann could not help but let

while, Hann could not hold his almost spirit

was frightened and

endured the pain and