The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“It’s our responsibility to kill Demonic Beasts,” said Head Dog.

“If Demonic Beasts don’t open their eyes and take the initiative to attack us, we can make use of this opportunity to increase our merit.

At that time, we can further improve our status in Crape Myrtle Sect.”

The five subordinates immediately nodded in agreement.

They had no right to suggest or make decisions in this combination.

What they needed to do was to obey Head Dog’s orders.

They would not refuse even if they took the initiative to search for shape-shifting demon, let alone let them continue to pursue Caspian.

“Let’s confirm the direction…” Head Dog looked at one of the people in the team.

The disciple responded and took a step forward.

He bent down, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, and sniffed it carefully.

Then, he drew the gourd and went to the other places.

He grabbed a handful of mud and sniffed the smell.

After that, he took out eight flags from his bag of holding.

Each flag was of different colors.

He quickly inserted the eight flags in a specific position on the ground, and then flicked his fingers.

Suddenly, streams of spiritual Qi condensed into lines and connected the eight flags together.

If one looked at the eight flags from a unique angle, one would be able to see them forming a unique angle and pointing in one direction.

“Over there! It’s not far from here, within a hundred miles!” The disciple looked excited.

“Good! Since we are so close, let’s finish the task in one go.” Head Dog’s eyes sparkled.

“Let’s go back and interrogate him.

How dare he provoke our Crape Myrtle Sect? What right does he have?”

“Perhaps I’ll be able to find a way out by following the clues.

of seclusion and we can offer a great gift to

put away the flags on the ground, Head Dog waved his hand and immediately led the crowd

after they

huge paw print on the ground,

few blood-red eyeballs rolled around, facing the direction where Head Dog and the others

here, Caspian put down the Eight Divine

he had been dealing with demonic beasts every day for the past few days, he did not

few and eat

after eating more than 200 of them, the fire elemental properties in Caspian‘s body

21 fire

the number, it

fact, in order to improve their elemental property, countless cultivators racked their

end, most of them would

the number was

was gifted and

Land Realm, he had far

the cultivators, whose realms were higher than his, had much lower elemental properties

example, the fire elemental essence which Caspian

had twenty-one points as a cultivator at the

could reach 10 points, which meant that he was

had broken through to the entry level of the first stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm with a

for Caspian, but if it was put on other cultivators, it might be a

ate two

four to five hundred…’ Caspian was a bit glad that there were enough red willow fire scorpions

eat on his own, let alone take it back

this thought flashed across his mind, Caspian’s gaze indifferently turned towards the

seen, he could meet a group of

could deduce

from the Crape Myrtle

Their target was him.

party came to find him was naturally very obvious,

enough, they sent someone to catch up

of time, Caspian had not relaxed his vigilance against

appearance of these cultivators

the contrary, it was within

Secret Room of Treasure Mountain is still very important to Crape Myrtle Sect. Even if they chased into a place as deep as the Evil Mountain Forest, they still had

for a while, Caspian finally stood up

he described the situation of the six people, especially