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!”

this the entry-level second-stage

of exclamations from the surrounding

you’re going to lose!” Hann

Hann believed that Solana would never

“The Disorderly Scenic Dance!”

were still

thought she would evade, Solana stepped forward

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

“She’s crazy!”

she seeking death by running directly toward

“This is suicide!”

stunned by Solana’s

Boom!

with the sword

into a dazzling fire dragon, which stretched, extended, and spread toward the surroundings, piercing people’s eyes so

be burning, frantically

his

not help but mutter in his heart, “What

that a layer

only

of Slash!” Hann snorted coldly, and the cyan sword

the entire massive ax was swallowed into the storm-like

Crackle and rattle!

power of an almost spirit tool

Solana’s hand was engulfed by the sword glow, and the whe el-sized

destroying Solana’s weapon,

in the stands also shook their heads, secretly

However, Solana suddenly accelerated.

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

that the opponent

hand, Solana seized the moment

just like a charged bow, Solana’s five

Strangulation of

Hann’s eyes flashed brightly.

attack me?! I think

into a

be smashed into pieces in an

was much faster than Hann

like an angry dragon

passed through the gap between the sword beams,

excruciating pain in his wrist as if being penetrated by thousands of

everywhere, and Hann could not help but

could not hold his almost spirit

Hann was frightened

he endured the pain