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.

destroyed now, it won’t cause any

while and then asked, “I hope that I can use it to temper my

“You can’t… Use it…”

Caspian

it… You don’t

are so bad…” Caspian

when you spoke in the

refined

more convenient method, but when this guy first said

one behind the

no matter how one

it, I won’t argue with him

up, and his mind must

himself in his heart and continued to

wisp of divine sense came from the Devil

and improve his Divine Sense, the effect it could bring would definitely be comparable to that of realm improvement brought

time, the one behind the Gates of Hell did

giant palm above the Gates of Hell

black devil thought let out

at this,

anxious, Caspian still resisted

the man behind the Gates of Hell was

dispersed, the

wisps of airflow visible to the naked eye appeared around him. The airflow turned into beams of power

crash

running water rushing

didn’t

a meal,

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

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

looked inside and looked

refined by

could be condensed into an elixir, but that this elixir refining

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

the Gates of Hell just clenched his hand and refined a elixir

the whole process, the one behind Gates of Hell

was all done in Caspian’s

You can…

you refine

You can’t…

fine, but the last one sounded like a

was too lazy to