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!

of Caspian’s arm, the disciple’s head

there was still a look of disbelief on

my identity,

of blood spurted out

shaking a few times, he fell to

was a strong smell of blood

thoughts and accused me of being a

this moment, they even wanted to suppress me

a murderous look

this lesson, no one at the scene dared

kept quiet and even

their eyes, but they tried their best to

afraid that tears would fall

the wine turned

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

able to defeat a Heavenly Spirit Realm with a single strike and still dare to kill a sect disciple, this kind of cultivator must have an astonishing

fact, that was

of Heaven’s Edge Sect,

heard of the Limit

was afraid that it was just a sect in

the difference between a small boat and a

this group of cultivators,

to disturb others’ cultivation in

as these words came out, the hearts

cultivators, disturbing other people’s cultivation was enough to cause them to

the other party

the end, it was Heavenly Spirit Realm

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

Please forgive us.

are willing to compensate you for

as if a knife

Spirit Realm, he would get rid of his identity

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

had to beg for mercy in a low

of humiliation made him spit out another mouthful of blood on

squinted at

name me a

exchange your lives

group of cultivators

was Caspian who made the conditions, they

price, it meant that what were worth exchanging their

couldn’t bring himself to say something so