The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

After bidding farewell to Flame Gordon, Caspian returned to the yard.

It was quiet in the courtyard.

However, with a little bit of feeling, he could clearly feel the amazing spiritual Qi gushing out from the small buildings in the courtyard.

Hmm… They are all working hard…

Caspian looked around and then stepped into the small building that belonged to him at that time.

With Flame Gordon’s order, no one would disturb him in the following days.

So Caspian went straight into Tower of Life.

The fifth level of Tower of Life was to learn how to carve inscriptions.

The sixth floor was the crafting room.

Up to now, there were still bright light spots on these two floors, which looked like water crystals.

The light on the fifth floor contained the knowledge and memory of inscription.

The light on the sixth floor contained knowledge and memories about craftsmanship.

At that time, the realm of Caspian was still low, but these knowledge and memories were too vast.

With his lack of knowledge of the Path to Immortality and his low realm, if he forcibly stuffed so much knowledge and memory into his mind, he might become an idiot or a madman if he was not careful.

He also guessed that when his mother left these lights, she was also worried that such an accident might happen, so the light stored in her memory was divided into various colors according to the changes from simplicity to difficulty.

Caspian came to the fifth floor first.

This time, he wanted to refine magic weapons for everyone, so it was impossible for the weapons to be at sharp weapons level again.

Instead, They be at spirit tools level, and they should be powerful spirit tools.

Spirit Severing Road was extremely dangerous.

The realm of cultivators itself was one aspect, and the various panaceas and magic weapons in his hands were another aspect.

Only the strongest person in all aspects could complete Spirit Severing Road.

Next, it’s all up to you…

Caspian’s gaze swept directly toward the few rays of light behind him.

at the last few and felt a sharp pain between his

his current realm. The first few should be the most suitable ones for him to master

walked over and stretched out his

the light touched him, it turned into a straight line and shot into Caspian’s

he felt an extremely powerful thought rushing into

extremely rich and vast knowledge

same time, it also contained memories of

inscriptions in the memory were already very familiar to Caspian, as if they had been carved

They were smooth.

Paths of Light, Heavenly Frost Bailu, Nine

silently recited the names of these

divided into nine

were three levels like

inscriptions were all

their power was no less than that of some low-level spirit tools. If he

Caspian came to the sixth

floor of Tower of Life

weapons spear at an almost spirit

stay here for the rest

the knowledge and

a suitable magic

materials needed were basically

preparations were completed, Caspian went straight into the forging

step, Shattered

first thing to do was to have

materials for the other cultivators were all obtained through hard

the materials for Caspian were

Jayus, Master of the Myriad Treasures

many that it was

were about

possible that a sect couldn’t provide 10 disciples with magic weapons that they

Caspian’s

fire was blazing, giving off a

wave of Caspian’s arm, the low-level spirit tools, which had already been prepared, were immediately thrown into

boom, the furnace fire burned even more vigorously, as if it was about to explode at

Caspian was to break down these spirit tools and forge the materials needed

moment, they would probably be so angry that their hearts

Caspian’s method was

gold and silver jewelry to make a national treasure, but now it was melted in order to get the gold