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

a throb behind the Gates of

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

coveted his body and wanted

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

am out of my

“Listen… Listen to me…”

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

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

was obviously much closer to

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

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

his eyes on

a bright light

shadow appeared in the

like a large ball of cotton,

the shadow became

fixed their eyes on

next moment, they all

what it looked like after drinking blood, after the almost

why this cotton wool was mistakenly thought to be floating

the monster now looked like

darkness, no one noticed the thin arm under the

the old man who was holding the

timid and had no other skills, but

time, he saw that the momentum was not right and decisively slipped away, so he

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

at each other, but

scene

found something wrong with this old

”Look at his face…”

man’s facial features were

and face, but also his whole

walked, wet footprints could

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

was not right, so they drew their arrows and aimed at the old

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

left everyone shocked was that this old man could actually speak