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.

scene in front of Caspian

the Thousands Spirits Island, which was full of spiritual flowers

was burned red, and Caspian seemed to

Caspian’s shoulders, appearing

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

he swiftly came back to

did not panic but immediately squatted down and grabbed a piece of flowing mud on the

Caspian

of other beings, but all it had

could be realistic, but the scent could

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

and he uttered two words,

you saying that this is a fantasy array?” Handsome blinked,

Caspian flatly

Master has been dead for

back then, it would have been damaged

surely plundered the

venue for the

participants are outer disciples, and we’re

use this kind of realistic illusion to deal

Sect, it was impossible for Caspian not

fantasy array could only change the surrounding scenery and create illusions, but a higher-level illusion array could make the cultivators feel the

example of this case, a raining scene in the

in the low-level illusion

him feel the raindrops, but he could

be deceptive, and the more effortless

entered was not only of

Caspian did not know enough about the

cultivator could do that a thousand years ago, Caspian

saw Caspian sneering, the little pig

not the Master, who could it

mostly whoever this place belongs to.” Caspian smiled, but a stern

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

they’re so petty just from being eliminated in the first

so clear that Handsome would be an idiot if it did not know who he

you talking about the Blue Feather Sect? Isn’t this breaking the rules?” Handsome said angrily, “Caspian, I support you! Beat them and punish them for their immoral