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!

Caspian’s arm, the disciple’s head

still a look of disbelief

tell you my identity, but you

stream of blood spurted out of the disciple’s headless

times, he fell to the

strong smell of blood at

group of people interrupted my thoughts and accused me of

they even wanted to

was a murderous look in Caspian’s

one at the scene dared to

quiet and

were so scared that tears welled up in their

afraid that

the fear, all the alcohol on the wine turned into cold sweat

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

a single strike and still dare to kill a sect

was indeed

disciple of Heaven’s Edge Sect,

even heard of the

it was just a

cultivator in charge, it was the difference between a small boat and a giant ship, which

this group of cultivators,

to disturb others’ cultivation

these words came out, the hearts of these cultivators

people’s cultivation was enough to cause them to fight to

the other party was asking for an

end, it was Heavenly Spirit Realm Howard who

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

Please forgive us.

we are willing to

said these words, Howard felt as if a

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

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

had to beg for mercy in a low

out

at Howard and

name me

exchange your

and the group

it was Caspian who made the

now that they offered a price, it meant that what

couldn’t bring himself to