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.

a light hammer hitting

heart skipped

felt a throb behind

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

Hell coveted his body and wanted to occupy it, the

for Caspian to give his body to

I am out of my

“Listen… Listen to me…”

problem,” After saying this, Caspian no

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

the voice was obviously much closer to

of the present cultivators, which were holding their weapons, couldn’t help

mercury at this

his eyes

later, a bright light flashed in

shadow appeared in the

was very strange, like a large ball

the shadow became

fixed their eyes

they all looked

wool-like thing was the monster that had almost been smashed by Caspian. No matter 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 now as dead

was mistakenly thought to be floating in

with one hand by someone. Even if the monster now

with the darkness, no one noticed

man who was holding the cotton whip was the one who had slipped away when the chaos had

other skills, but he had a good grasp of

that the momentum was not right and decisively slipped away, so he was not involved in

why did he come

other, but became more

scene was

soon, someone found something wrong with

”Look at his face…”

man’s facial features were twisted because of

head and face, but also his whole body

walked, wet footprints could

if a great disaster and horror were

was not right, so they drew

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

everyone shocked was that this old man could