The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the competition now entered its fifth day.

During the period, the golden light in the sky appeared twice, which meant the total number of participants were reduced from twenty-seven to twenty-four.

Caspian’s strength once again improved, and it was the God of Thunder that time.

After swallowing a Thunder Plume Grass that was more than 150 years old, the God of Thunder not only became more powerful but what was released was no longer a ray of thunder light but a dense peal of thunder.

He tried to use the skill on a massive boulder.

After the white light flashed, the rock did not seem to change.

However, when Caspian got close and touched it, most of the rock’s surface turned into dust.

Not only that, but the inside of the stone was also full of dense holes, which looked like honeycombs at a glance.

‘Although there’s an improvement, the spiritual Qi consumption has also increased,’ Caspian thought.

In that case, Caspian must improve his realm to cast the God of Thunder multiple times in a row.

In fact, along the way, Caspian also saw a lot of spiritual flowers and grasses that could help improve his realm.

However, he contemplated whether or not he should ascend on the Thousands Spirits Island.

Caspian’s concerns mainly came from two points.

One was the Blue Feather Sect that pulled tricks on him before.

Who could guarantee that the other party would not take advantage of Caspian’s promotion and make a second shot in a frenzy?

As he said before, if something horrible happened to Caspian, the Blue Feather Sect could completely deny it.

Even if they could not, they would just find a scapegoat and compensate with some spirit stones and treasures.

Even though Caspian was now the head of the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple, Heavenly Stars Sect would not wage war on the Blue Feather Sect because of his death.

cruel, but that was

came from the remaining

everyone landed on the island, they must constantly be moving toward the Pantheon in

result, the probability of encountering each other would continue to increase, and it could be seen from the time interval

all defenseless like others when promoted despite mainly

would be

worse if there

realm, the scars left in the early stage might become the last straw that broke

the third reason, Caspian was not in an urgent

if he wanted to be promoted, it was best

might have a certain amount of strength, but Caspian was unaware

not complain if the pig

so Caspian did not even consider having Handsome

did not lose

of Insight saw, they would meet in another day

day, an unexpected encounter

a

wolf with a

Fauna Imperial

skipped

and the other five sects was that their cultivators not only cultivated themselves but

he could handle,

of the distraction of the beasts, the realm and strength of the Fauna Imperial

controlled monsters not only made up for their lack of combat

one plus one was greater than two was the

him, giving Caspian almost no time to

expect someone to suddenly come out of the

beside

and was about to order the monster to attack, he suddenly froze

was a fellow student of his Fauna Imperial Sect, a senior brother

the disciple‘s stunned expression, he was secretly relieved, nodding as he approached

out the Thousand Cursed Mask and put it