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

skipped a

behind the Gates of

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

guy behind the Gates of Hell coveted his body and

it was impossible for Caspian to give

out

“Listen… Listen to me…”

about it after I solve this problem,” After saying this, Caspian no longer paid attention to that guy behind Gates of Hell, he focused

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

was obviously

were holding their

have solidified into mercury at this moment, so heavy that it made people feel

his eyes

later, a bright light

appeared in

strange, like a large ball of cotton, floating

the shadow

fixed their eyes

next moment, they all looked

had almost been smashed by Caspian. No matter what the monster looked like at the beginning and what it looked like after drinking

cotton wool was mistakenly thought to be

over its head with one hand by someone. Even if the monster now

noticed the thin arm under the monster’s

the cotton whip was the one who had slipped away when the

had no other skills, but he had a

momentum was not right and decisively slipped away, so he

did he come back? And why

at each other, but

this scene

something wrong with this

”Look at his face…”

that the old man’s facial features were twisted because

but also his whole

he walked, wet footprints could

as if a great disaster and horror were pushing him toward

crowd, some cultivators saw that the situation was not right, so they drew their arrows and aimed at the

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

that this old