The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

With a bang, the group of cultivators was so scared that they wanted to jump up on the spot when Howard crashed to the ground.

They had ever heard of a rank-skipping challenge before, but no one had ever seen a Holy Land Realm push Heavenly Spirit Realm to the ground and rub him against the ground.

When did Heavenly Spirit Realm become so worthless?

These watching cultivators were still so shocked.

Howard, who was sent flying by Caspian head-on, deeply felt how horrible the power burst out of Caspian at that moment was.

A magic broke his magical power and threw him out like a dead dog.

Where did this guy come from?

“We’re going to die.” Howard bit his lips, tears welling up in his eyes.

If the time could return to a few days ago, even if he was beaten to death, he would not take the initiative to bring this group of junior brothers and sisters to the Evil Mountain Forest for expedience.

Who would have thought that before they could even step into the Evil Mountain Range, the group of people on their side would be stopped by the other side alone?

All of a sudden, the group of Sect cultivators felt their hearts go cold, and their bodies and minds trembled.

They looked at Caspian in terror.

When Caspian came to them, almost everyone shrank into a ball and did not dare to breathe.

“Which sect are you from?” Caspian asked coldly.

At this moment, Caspian was standing in front of this group of cultivators.

Even though he was only one person and his realm was not the highest, his momentum suppressed everyone present.

All cultivators present felt as if a mountain was pressing on their chests, making them breathless, and the blood in their limbs seemed to have solidified.

“We, we are from the Limit Gate.

Now you are treating us like this, our teacher…” A disciple trembled and pointed at Caspian, speaking loudly, as if to boost his courage.

Caspian swept his eyes over the disciple.

With just a glance, the disciple could not move, as if he had been targeted by an ancient fierce beast.

His face was as pale as paper.

“My uncle is…”

Swoosh!

sweep of Caspian’s arm, the disciple’s head

he died, there was still a look of disbelief

tell you my identity, but you still

stream of blood spurted out of the disciple’s headless

shaking a few times, he

a strong smell of blood at

of people interrupted my thoughts and accused me of

wanted to suppress me with their

a murderous look in Caspian’s

no one at the scene dared to

quiet

welled up in their eyes, but they tried their best to

that tears

alcohol on the wine turned into cold sweat and came out of

falling to the ground covered with blood, everyone finally understood what kind of terrible person they

defeat a Heavenly Spirit Realm with a single strike and still dare to

was

Heaven’s Edge

heard of the

it was just a sect in the nearby

were a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator in charge, it was the difference between a small boat and a giant ship, which was not worth mentioning

this group of cultivators,

you not to disturb others’ cultivation in

these words came out, the hearts of these cultivators went

enough to cause them to fight to

other party was asking for

the end, it was Heavenly Spirit Realm Howard

weakly and said weakly, “We didn’t think too much about this

Please forgive us.

to compensate

felt as if a knife was cutting through his

Spirit Realm, he would get rid of his identity as an ant and become a noble

for the first time after his promotion, he was taught

had to beg for mercy

spit out another mouthful of blood

squinted at Howard and

name me a

price can exchange your lives for

group of cultivators were

Caspian who made

it meant that what were worth exchanging

couldn’t bring himself to say