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.

now, it won’t cause any immediate reaction from

asked, “I hope that I can use it

“You can’t… Use it…”

this, Caspian was

it… You don’t need to…

so bad…” Caspian

never gasped like this when you spoke in

could be directly refined and absorbed without any

but when this guy first said it,

behind the Gates of Hell

sounded like mockery no matter

won’t argue

just woken up, and his mind must not be

in his heart and continued to

the Devil Prince, who was equivalent to Amethyst Palace Realm

he could refine it and improve his Divine Sense, the effect it could bring would definitely be comparable

Gates of Hell did not speak,

above the Gates of Hell

bang, the wisp of black devil thought let out a sharp wail and

at this, Caspian was

Caspian

knew that the man behind the Gates of Hell

enough, after the black smoke was dispersed,

appeared around him. The

a crash coming from

like running water rushing and

didn’t

meal,

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

was huge, it was still

is…” Caspian looked inside and

it the elixir refined

condensed into an elixir, but that this elixir refining technique was completely beyond

required alchemy furnaces, alchemy fire, natural precious materials, and

the Gates of Hell just clenched his hand and refined a

whole process, the one behind Gates of Hell didn’t

all done in

Now… You can…

you refine it?” Caspian

You

few words were fine, but the last

lazy to