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 everyone’s

heart skipped a

behind

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

Hell coveted his body and wanted to occupy it, the

it was impossible for Caspian to give his body

am out of

“Listen… Listen to me…”

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

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

voice was obviously much

which were holding their weapons,

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

his eyes on

bright light flashed

appeared in the

was very strange, like a large ball of

the shadow

fixed their eyes

they all looked

smashed by Caspian. No matter what the monster looked like at the beginning and what it looked

mistakenly thought to be floating in the air, the reason was very

monster now looked

the darkness, no one noticed the thin

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

and had no other skills, but he had a good grasp of the opportunity to

was not right and decisively slipped away, so he was not involved

why did he come back in such a strange

other, but became more and more

scene was too

someone found something wrong

”Look at his face…”

old man’s facial

head and face, but also his

he walked, wet footprints could be

was as if a great disaster and horror were pushing him toward the

saw that the situation was not right,

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

left everyone shocked was that this old man could actually