The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian immediately understood when he looked down at the hornet’s nest-like ground.

Magical power unleashed by the Devil Prince was capable of corroding the earth.

Not only did it corrode to both sides, but it also corroded to the place near the surface when it went up. If it lasted longer, the ground covered by the rock would not be like a hornet’s nest at this moment.

Instead, it would directly become an empty pit leading to the ground.

Now that he had flown out of the ground, Caspian did not intend to go back.

“Don’t… Leave…” Just as he was about to direct his spirit boat back, Caspian suddenly heard the one behind the Gates of Hell had spoke.

“Why?”

“That fellow… Is about to disappear…”

Caspian immediately looked into sea of consciousness.

The Divine Soul, which had been on the verge of death, became paler at this moment.

Not to mention being imprisoned, he was afraid that even if he blew a breath now, he could make it disappear into thin air.

“How could this be?” Caspian frowned.

“No… It’s not me… It’s your… Magic weapon… It cut off… The connection between him and the main body…”

It was rare for this one behind the Gates of Hell to be patient enough to explain.

However, after hearing what the other party said, Caspian understood.

The wisp of Divine Sense separated from the Devil Prince’s body was like the relationship between a river and a branch.

If the connection between the river and the branch was cut off, the branch would gradually dry up.

What’s more, there was a big sun behind the Gates of Hell shining next to the branch.

It was already very good that it could hold on until now and it was not dried up.

After being reminded by the other party, Caspian thought of another thing.

“Will the main body immediately sense this wisp of divine thought and then rush over?”

“Your… Magic weapon… Is completely… Completely cut off… Connection… The separated… Divine Sense… Is independent… Individual…”

Fortunately, Caspian was used to communicating with the one behind the Gates of Hell.

Otherwise, another person would not have been able to understand these intermittent words.

divine thought is destroyed now, it won’t cause

and then asked, “I hope

“You can’t… Use it…”

Caspian

it… You don’t

are so bad…” Caspian

this when you

be directly refined and absorbed

when this guy first said it, it was clear that he didn’t

behind the

no matter how

it, I won’t argue with

his

his heart and continued to ask, “How should I refine

wisp of divine sense came from the Devil Prince, who was equivalent to Amethyst Palace Realm

it could bring would

the Gates of Hell did not speak, but answered with

towering giant palm above the Gates of Hell suddenly

wisp of black devil thought

this, Caspian was

he subconsciously became anxious, Caspian still

behind

the black smoke was dispersed, the giant hand’s

the naked eye appeared around him. The airflow turned into beams of power and drilled into

a crash coming

running water rushing and

didn’t

about a meal, the

the size of an adult’s fist, appeared in the

elixir was huge, it was still smaller than sesame seeds compared to

Caspian looked inside and looked at

elixir refined

Caspian was not that the Divine Soul could be condensed into an elixir, but that this elixir refining technique

knowledge of Caspian, refining elixirs required alchemy furnaces, alchemy fire, natural precious materials, and other

the man behind the Gates of Hell just clenched his hand and refined a elixir in a short

process, the one behind Gates of Hell didn’t use any magic

was all done in Caspian’s

Now… You can… Directly… Absorb

did you refine

Now… You can’t… Master

words were fine, but

too lazy to argue with