The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

It was a wonderful feeling… It was like cotton…

At first, it was white.

Now, someone began to secretly add iron powder into it.

After completely filling the gaps in the cotton with iron powder, he burned all the cotton with fire, burned the remaining iron powder into molten iron, cooled it down, and then tempered it to remove the impurities inside.

Caspian could sense that his body was undergoing such a transformation.

No one knew where the black flame came from.

But, it did have such a magical effect.

The countless resentful souls under his feet were to make the flames burn more and more vigorously and not rest for a long time!

Caspian understood that what the person behind the Gates of Hell did was definitely not just to make him stronger.

The greater possibility was that the guy hoped that when his soul occupied this body in the future, he could perfectly exert its strength.

But now, it was Caspian who had gained the upper hand.

In that case, Caspian would not refuse it.

After all, if Caspian became stronger, he would have more confidence and capital to fight against this man behind Gates of Hell.

This was a game between them.

It all depended on who would be able to gain the upper hand, and obviously, it was Caspian.

In the flames, Caspian’s clothes were gradually burned clean.

However, he was not hurt at all.

There were no clothes on his upper body, and the black flame kept licking every inch of his skin.

Waves of powerful power poured into it.

Soon, runes appeared on Caspian‘s skin.

These runes exuded a vast and ancient aura.

In the heart, the resentful souls, which had not been burned yet, suddenly screamed in horror when they saw this scene.

They kept hiding deeper and deeper. It was as if what they feared most was not the black flame, but Caspian!

As if sensing the appearance of runes, the guy behind the Gates of Hell sneered.

Caspian looked down and asked

that runes was

this moment, he could clearly feel the surging power without

Than body

mystifying,”

long will it take to

“One eighth…”

down at

full of this

him look a little

at the same time, there was

the man said before, “I

power, this was clearly the sign

it was the powerful body refiner from

about it, even if he asked,

contrary, the other party might even make fun of

already knew

he might be able to find out the

this guy was

at the guy after he found out who the other party

thought in mind, Caspian stopped thinking nonsense and concentrated on feeling

runes below his

that area became clearer and clearer under the

seemed the one eighth mentioned by

Caspian was guessing, the voice of that guy

Have another… White Tiger…

are you going

Earrings of Echo when the guy

now the other party actually knew the

only possibility

at me?”

“Release it…”

“Why?”

Can’t…

traces of red

long lines that had been lifted up, slowly lingering at this

Qi… Condensed… Although… It took a long time,… It can

was no need to

were. Because these thin threads gave Caspian a familiar

essence, and the Demonic Python’s blood essence, he

released the little White Tiger from Earrings

few days, Little Candy spent all her time