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

was still a look of

identity, but you still dare to kill

spurted out of the disciple’s headless

few times, he fell to

smell

my thoughts and accused me of being

this moment, they even wanted

a murderous look in Caspian’s

one at the scene dared to

kept quiet

tears welled up in their eyes, but they tried

afraid that tears would

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

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

Spirit Realm with a single strike and still dare to kill a sect disciple, this kind

that was indeed the

of Heaven’s Edge Sect,

even heard

that it was just

cultivator in charge, it was the difference between a small boat and a giant ship, which was not worth

this group of

elders teach you not to

as these words came out,

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

party was

the end, it was Heavenly

“We didn’t think too much about this

Please forgive us.

are willing to compensate you

words, Howard felt as if a knife was cutting

Heavenly Spirit Realm, he would get rid of his identity as

after his promotion, he was taught a lesson by the “ant”

he had to beg for

humiliation made him spit out another mouthful of blood

at Howard

name me

price can exchange your lives

the group of cultivators

was Caspian who made the

it meant that what were worth

himself to say something so