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.

one urged, but everyone knew

was squeezed out bit by bit,

mixture of regret,

clenched his fists tightly and gritted

situation was completely different from

there was only one way, either

fell on the faces of everyone

were Journey and the

instant, his eyes

no need to

Realm and Holy Land Realm was enough for him to dispel

Joyce Owen was next.

moment

Realm cultivators who followed Joyce here had been an example of dying in the darkness and this strange lake above

this moment,

at the moment made

Journey had just said, cultivators of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which

Silent did not dare

was indeed left

this also meant that

Control Realm who had no worries and no way out, Silent didn’t feel that he

went crazy, smashed the warship with all her strength, dragged everyone to

if he was injured and became the next

Lion did not dare

knew that his life, Joyce’s, and those Pulse Control

all nonentities under the

Silent even suspected that the reason why Journey called everyone over at that time was probably only a small part

was vigor that

Joyce

he shook his

third stage of

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

the formation maps in his hand one after another, and there was a faint

than Joyce’s, it was not easy

end, Silent’s eyes stopped on

second stage of the Holy Land Realm and his

as Joyce’s, but he was not in a situation where Joyce had