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.

was like a light hammer hitting

heart skipped a

throb behind the Gates of

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

knew that this guy behind the Gates of Hell coveted his

such circumstances, it was impossible for Caspian to give his body

out of my

“Listen… Listen to me…”

you have something to say, let’s talk about it after I solve this problem,” After saying this, Caspian no longer paid attention to

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

was obviously much closer to the

hands of the present cultivators, which were holding their

surrounding air seemed to have solidified into mercury at this moment, so

eyes on the

a bright light flashed

shadow appeared in

like a large ball of cotton, floating

the shadow

fixed their eyes

they

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

for why this cotton wool was mistakenly thought to be floating

lifted over its head with one hand by someone. Even if the monster now looked like cotton, it was

no one noticed the thin arm under the

holding the

skills,

time, he saw that the momentum was not right and

he come back? And why did he come back in such

each other, but

this scene was too

soon, someone found something

”Look at his face…”

old man’s facial

but also his

wet footprints could

a great disaster and

saw that the situation was not right, so they drew their arrows

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

shocked was that this old man