The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Cidas’ breathing became heavier and heavier, and his nostrils were opening and closing at a visible rate.

His pupils were bloodshot.

The three Pulse Control Realm cultivators standing behind him were also extremely nervous at this time.

The sweat on their bodies almost soaked their whole bodies, even the deck under their feet was covered with sweat.

Cidas’ attitude would decide their lives.

As for resistance, they didn’t even think about it.

They were Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and on this warship, there were several Holy Land Realm cultivators, even a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator.

The three of them had no doubt that if they resisted at this time, it meant that they could help the other party save time to choose.

As for abandoning the ship and running away, it was even more ridiculous.

Where could they escape to?

Waiting for the other party’s decision meant that there was still a third chance of survival.

Although this possibility was not up to him.

If he resisted or fled, it would be equivalent to cutting off his own life and giving up the hope of survival to others.

In this case, the person who survived in the end would not thank him, but would also scold him for being too stupid.

Therefore, no one would do such a stupid thing.

Although they were terrified, the three cultivators were still waiting for the judgment of fate.

Silent looked at Cidas impatiently.

In fact, he felt that he had given Cidas enough time to think about it.

Just as Silent was about to speak, Cidas’ tight shoulders suddenly relaxed.

He raised his head and looked at Silent indifferently.

“If we can’t reach the palace this time, it’s your men’s turn next…”

“You don’t need to teach me this,” Silent glanced in the direction of Caspian and then said to Cidas, “Do you want me to help you or do it yourself?”

Cidas did not speak.

He turned around and looked at the three Pulse Control Realm cultivators who followed him.

The three cultivators were shaking violently.

purpose of entering Three Sages Mountain was to obtain the qualifications

that the Grape Myrtle Sect was gathering, they thought that they

they would encounter such a

Senior Brother Mont… We didn’t say that before…” A cultivator

palm, like a knife, pierced through his

cultivator was stunned and blood

arm out of the

was a creaking sound coming from the lake

the stagnant warship

back and forth at the

cultivators felt their scalps

finally couldn’t bear the pressure and braced himself to

he could finish his words, the cultivator

his head and saw a sword tip coming

panting heavily

soon understood

and saw the cold

but his expression

be safe if you die…” The cultivator heard

when he opened

words, but he

swoosh, a black shadow fell

then flew back into the

just now, everyone finally saw what

a strange big

wings, which were more than ten feet

body was black, like

were even

they gave people a pain as if their skin had been

the big bird

like an owl, with a curved mouth and

now, it glanced at the crowd with

a feeling that they were being treated as food by the big bird. Some felt scared, some felt funny, and some felt

deep look at the promoted Pulse Control Realm and did not blame

the desire to survive would make people do anything, which would not be

cultivator could not avoid the

turned around and looked at

throat, “Senior Brother Doney, why didn’t you… Kill that big bird

Journey narrowed his eyes.

”Are you blaming me?”

Journey, Cidas felt his scalp go numb and his knees go

Realm came with a loud

knelt