The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Since Handsome was going along, Caspian would naturally bring the little tiger too.

The Thousands Spirits Island’s opportunity was infrequent.

Even though there were restrictions on the treasures brought out, Caspian had no plans to bring anything out.

Instead, he wanted to eat and drink as much as he could while in it, seizing the opportunity to strengthen his body crazily!

With Caspian’s determination and personality of sparing no effort in taking advantage of what was in front of him, it was naturally impossible for him to pass up such a chance where he could madly wipe out a sacred spot.

When it concerned eating, the human, pig, and tiger had an astonishing appetite.

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In the blink of an eye, two days passed by.

Once the night was over, the second round of the competition would start the following day.

The huge bright moon hung high in the sky.

The full moon and its reflection on the sea surface complement each other, forming a marvelous scene.

From time to time, schools of fish would jump high from the water, casting long shadows under the moonlight.

At that moment, large bubbles suddenly appeared on the originally calm water as if it was boiling.

The surrounding fish seemed to sense the danger and scurried wildly into the distance.

After a while, a spirit boat suddenly emerged from the water and floated.

The hatch opened quickly, and an unruly-looking young man with fiery red hair walked out.

When he saw the bright moon hanging above his head, he gritted his teeth and let out a disdainful sneer.

Behind him, Ozul, Liliana, and a group of evil cultivators also walked out of the cabin and looked around curiously.

When they found that they were above the boundless sea, everyone suddenly looked surprised.

Someone gulped a few times, obviously wanting to ask a question.

the back of the fiery red-haired man, there was a look of fear in his eyes,

last time they were coerced by the man named Charles Krueger in the border snow mountains and everyone followed him,

Charles would

not tell everyone the destination, and they

Everyone was a cultivator.

mortals regarded as extreme danger would not kill them, there would naturally be resentment in their hearts as they rushed day and night, not knowing when

cultivators, they were much

third strongest guy among them, he could not stop

days ago, someone made a

just one finger

one dared to voice their

not dare to make much noise

everyone did not ask any questions even though they were puzzled when they suddenly

just silently waited for Charles

yelled, “It’s the familiar smell of

“We’re finally here!”

evil cultivators heard these words, they could

cultivators were actually like aggrieved children, their eyes were red,

were under really great pressure these

glanced at each

cry on each other’s shoulders, but

violated the task assigned by the important person, their lives would surely be at stake if they returned just like that, even if they were

now was to know exactly what Charles

they might be

his head and asked, “This is our

implied

for a

that it is not only our destination, but it’s also a source of

Ozul and Liliana were stunned, and they immediately looked

the bright moon hanging high in the sky, there

are treasures here?” Liliana asked in

afraid of Charles, she could not help but question him at

Charles was surprisingly not

hand