The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As time went by, the expressions of cultivators present changed from shock, numbness, to indifference.

By the time Caspian stopped, the monster was almost like a ball of cotton.

No one would dare to associate this thing, which was almost the same as a tag, with the monster that was chilled to death at first glance.

If the monster still had consciousness and could speak, its first sentence would be,”I was wrong…”

“Can this thing help you recover your strength?”

“It should… Be possible…”

“Oh, then I won‘t give it to you.”

“Huh…”

Caspian grabbed the monster that had no ability to move and threw it into the darkness in the distance.

But strangely, there was no sound of landing after the monster was thrown out. Caspian narrowed his eyes and looked at the darkness.

With his eyesight, it penetrated the darkness, so he naturally could see farther than ordinary cultivators.

But at this time, what he was looking at was like deep ink, and he could not see anything.

Something must have gone wrong…

Caspian, supported by his Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, slowly stood up.

The nearby cultivators were originally glad that they had survived the disaster, but when they saw Caspian’s action, they soon felt that the atmosphere was not right.

They all looked at the darkness.

The darkness was like ink, like tides, like the deep night, like the bottomless sea.

After staring at it for a while, many people on the scene only felt their hearts pounding.

It was as if the darkness had turned into a silent whirlpool, sucking away all the hope, happiness, and vitality in people’s hearts.

“Something’s wrong,” Leny gripped the hilt of his saber tightly.

All cultivators present held their weapons and looked serious.

Crack!

A crisp metallic sound rang out.

light hammer

skipped

throb behind the Gates

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

of Hell coveted his body and wanted to occupy

it was impossible for Caspian to give his body

I am out

“Listen… Listen to me…”

talk about it after I solve this problem,” After saying this, Caspian no longer

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

obviously

cultivators, which were holding

mercury at this

eyes on the

moment later, a bright light flashed in his

appeared

large ball of cotton,

shadow became

present fixed their

next moment, they all looked

what the monster looked like at the beginning and what it looked like after drinking blood, after the almost explosive power of Caspian crushed it, it was

thought to be

monster now looked like

noticed the thin arm

man who was holding the cotton whip

old man was very timid and had no other skills, but

the momentum was not right and decisively slipped away, so

now, why did he come back? And why did he

looked at each other, but

scene

found something wrong with this old

”Look at his face…”

and found that the old man’s facial features were twisted because of extreme

face, but also his

walked, wet

if a great disaster and horror were pushing him

was not right, so they drew their arrows and aimed

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

this old man could actually