The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian’s gaze shifted slightly.

Moments later, his expression returned to its usual calm.

He turned to look at the person beside him who was like him.

“What on earth is that old guy doing?”

Naturally, the identity of the person Caspian was talking to was just too obvious.

He was the one behind the Gates of Hell.

“A rare ability…” The other party said, “It might be an ancient inheritance.”

“The Three Life Mountain, the previous life, this present life, and the future.

It turns out to be the Three lives…”

After thinking for a while, Caspian looked at the person next to him again and asked with a smile, “Why don’t you talk anymore?”

After that, Caspian imitated the other party’s tone.

“Perhaps… Some sort of ancient… Inheritance…”

“Aren’t you always like this when you talk? Why was it gone now? Could it be that the zombies that you swallowed earlier fed you full?” Caspian’s tone was teasing.

The other party rolled his eyes and ignored Caspian.

Originally, he just wanted to tease the one behind the Gates of Hell, but now that the other party didn’t answer, Caspian naturally wouldn’t be too entangled in this matter.

He soon returned to reality.

“Am I now trapped in the memories of the past? Can I still see the past and the future? What about the others?”

“I don’t know,” The answer from the guy behind Gates of Hell was very straightforward.

”But the longer you stay here, the more dangerous you will be…”

Caspian also understood the danger mentioned by the other party.

Just like him just now, if he had not been awakened by the other party, he might not have realized that he was actually in the depths of his memory.

identities and three pieces of memory might directly cause his consciousness to

idiot, his body

prayed for now was that the old man was

be easy to kill them as cultivators

short period of time…”

***

the coffin, and the twisted human figure on

were still sleeping soundly,

his

from the fruit cores and the

than 20,000 years, even if it was

a blind eye to them,

he swallowed the fruits one by one, the old man’s withered

on his face gradually

deep, and his body, which was like a dead tree, was

his eyes never shifted away from Caspian and

had three spinning Whirlpools were full

***

my memory, it means that I‘m not in danger for the time being, but I don’t know when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and said, “I have to find a way to get out of here as soon

the guy

like that.”

“I won’t help you.”

you know how to solve it,” Caspian immediately

held his arms, looking

certain understanding of the temper of the person behind the Gates of

now, he wouldn’t say it no matter

to do

like an outsider who

in the pond,

closed his eyes and thought for a

calmed down and

to solve the situation,

then why did he see the scene in South Earlington for

when I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the age of fifteen… There were still ten years

this, a sneer appeared on Caspian’s

has begun at this