The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Vigor of cultivators is far beyond that of mortals, so we have more time to travel,” Journey’s voice came.

His words were faint, but it gave people a feeling of temptation.

Everyone immediately looked up and found that it was as Journey had said.

The warship was still moving forward.

They were clearly close to the palace.

When the accident happened before, they could only see the outline of the palace like a triangular awl.

But now, they could already see the cornices and pavilions on the surface of the palace.

“This palace is built from an empty island,” said Yvonne.

A moment later, she looked over and said.

The others had also heard her words.

However, they could no longer focus their attention on the palace in front of them.

In particular, Silent Lion and Cidas Mont’s cultivators were all in a daze. Because they all knew that once vigors of the two cultivators were exhausted, it would be their turn.

Right now, the only thing they could do was hope for this warship to walk a bit faster and further.

In fact, reality was always disappointing.

And this disappointment came so quickly.

The warship that was moving, under a wave of scalp numbing creaking sounds, gradually slowed down, and then completely stopped.

Cidas leaned on the side of the ship, looked down, and then said to everyone with a pale face, “It’s coming again…”

Once again, the white bone arm firmly grabbed the warship.

In the darkness above everyone’s heads, the sound of flapping wings came at the same time.

An intense danger continued to suppress the souls of everyone present like an army pressing down on a realm.

Everyone understood that it was time for someone to make a sacrifice.

The several Pulse Control Realm cultivators present, especially the six or seven people around Silent and Cidas, trembled at this moment.

urged, but everyone knew who would die this

bit by bit, and Silent

mixture of regret, anger, and

fists tightly

completely different from what he

only

fell on the

Journey and the man and woman beside

instant, his eyes swept

no need to

and Holy Land Realm was enough for

Joyce Owen was next.

a moment before turning to

two Pulse Control Realm cultivators who followed Joyce here had been an

moment, Joyce

expression and state at the moment made

if according to what Journey had just said, cultivators of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which could allow

time, Silent did

was indeed

meant that

had no worries and no way

smashed the warship with

he was injured and became the next sacrificial existence in order

not

and those Pulse Control Realm cultivators’ lives were not

under the

why Journey called everyone over at

was vigor that he needed

shifted from Joyce to

while, he shook his head

realm of Caspian was at The third stage of Holy Land

Holy Land Realm Joyce, let alone Caspian who was in the same

threw the formation maps in his

than Joyce’s, it was not easy to provoke him in this

the end, Silent’s eyes stopped on

Land Realm and his three men shrank their

realm was as low as Joyce’s, but he was not in a situation where Joyce had no