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 flew

still a look of disbelief on his

my identity,

blood spurted out of the

times, he fell to

a strong smell

thoughts and accused me of

moment, they even wanted to suppress me

murderous look

this lesson, no one at the scene dared to

all kept quiet and even breathed

up in their eyes, but they tried their best to hold them

that tears would fall

on the wine turned into cold sweat and came out of

corpses on the ground, and Howard of falling to the ground covered with blood, everyone finally understood

and still dare to kill a sect disciple,

was indeed the

Edge Sect, the largest sect in

even heard of the Limit

afraid that it was just a sect

the difference between a small boat and

this group

your elders teach you not to disturb others’ cultivation in the

came out,

people’s cultivation was enough to cause them to fight

that the other party

it was Heavenly

a few steps forward weakly and said weakly, “We didn’t think too much about this

Please forgive us.

to compensate you for

words, Howard felt as if a knife

Realm, he would get rid of his

out for the first time after his promotion, he was taught a lesson by the “ant” in his

he had to beg for mercy in a

kind of humiliation made him spit out another mouthful

squinted at Howard

me a

can exchange

and the group of cultivators were

was Caspian who made the conditions, they would

price, it meant that

couldn’t bring himself to say