The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Crunch crunch…

The Star Spar, which was as hard as steel, was eaten by Caspian like a biscuit in a few bites.

“The Star Spar absorbs the brilliance of stars.

Once grinding it into powder and refining it into pills, it‘s beneficial for practicing the body technique.”

Caspian nodded.

“It’s unrealistic to concoct pills here, and the Blue Feather Sect doesn’t allow anyone to bring medicine furnaces in.

Nonetheless, I’m afraid no one thought I could eat these treasures directly without making them into pills.”

When he said these words, Caspian’s heart was filled with warmth.

The longer he journeyed in the pathway to immortality, the more he could feel how attentive his mother left all the stuff.

Even though she was not by her son’s side, she did her best to clear the obstacles on his way to ascension.

“Mother, as long as you’re still alive, I’ll find you and meet you again one day.”

Caspian took a deep breath and returned his attention to the spirit flowers and grasses in front of him.

‘Scorching Sunflower.

Eating one directly feels like putting boiling oil into one’ s mouth, but it has a miraculous effect on tempering the body.

It’s the favorite of True Martial Realm warriors, but it can also play a role in condensing the body of a cultivator,’ Caspian thought.

He still knew these flowers and plants, so he did not need Handsome’s help for the time being.

With these thoughts in mind, Caspian reached out and grabbed the Scorching Sunflower.

However, a sudden change occurred.

Caspian felt an abnormal tremor in the space around him, which was like a sea of waves spreading out, swallowing him into it.

The next moment, Caspian found that the scene in front of him was suddenly distorted as if it was pulled by a giant invisible hand and suddenly stretched out.

Caspian’s vision suddenly turned blurry, and the entire process only lasted for a few seconds.

front of

no longer the Thousands Spirits Island, which was full of spiritual flowers and grasses,

even the sky was burned red, and Caspian seemed to be in purgatory on earth at a

stood from Caspian’s shoulders,

the little pig looked around and asked, “What’s going on?

he swiftly came back

he did not panic but immediately squatted down and grabbed a piece

mud was hot, but Caspian ignored it

was no heat and no scent of other beings, but all it had was the fragrance of the

the sense of touch could be realistic, but the scent could

on the Thousands Spirits Island, and there was only a possibility

eyes moved slightly, and he uttered

Caspian, are you saying that this is a fantasy array?” Handsome blinked, “Did you trigger the prohibition of the Thousand Spiritual Master staying on this

Caspian

dead for thousands

it back then, it

the Blue Feather Sect surely plundered the place when

venue for the nation’s

disciples, and we’re only in

bit too much to use this kind of realistic

Sect, it was impossible for Caspian not to know about the

but a higher-level illusion array could make

this case, a raining scene in the

in the low-level illusion array, but he

make him feel the raindrops, but he could also feel the surrounding temperature has dropped

the level of the fantasy, the easier it was to be deceptive, and the more effortless it was to confuse the people trapped in the array of what was illusion and

was not only

know enough about the formation, he would

that a thousand years ago, Caspian would have dared

Handsome saw Caspian sneering, the little

it’s not the Master, who could

belongs to.” Caspian smiled, but a

the game, they didn’t mention anything about the illusion

from

it so clear that Handsome would be an

Handsome said