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 hitting

skipped a

felt a throb behind the Gates of

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

this guy behind the Gates of Hell coveted his body and wanted to occupy it, the

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

am out of

“Listen… Listen to me…”

about it after I solve this problem,” After saying this, Caspian

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

obviously much closer to

the present cultivators, which were

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

his eyes on the

a bright light flashed in

vague shadow appeared in the

was very strange, like a large ball of cotton, floating in the

shadow became

present fixed their eyes on

they all looked

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,

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

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

darkness, no one noticed the

was so surprised was that the old man who was holding the cotton whip was the one who had slipped away when the chaos had

very timid and had no other skills,

not right and decisively slipped

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

other, but became more and more

scene was too

soon, someone found something wrong

”Look at his face…”

and found that the old man’s facial features

only his head and face, but also his whole body was

he walked, wet footprints could

great disaster and horror

situation was not right, so they drew their arrows and

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

left everyone shocked was that this old man could actually speak at this