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.

is destroyed now, it won’t cause any immediate reaction from

asked, “I hope that I can use it

“You can’t… Use it…”

Caspian was

Refine it… You

so bad…” Caspian

never gasped like this when you spoke in the

be directly refined and absorbed without any

this guy first said it, it was

the Gates

laughter sounded like mockery no

won’t argue with him

and his

and continued to ask,

of divine sense came from the Devil Prince, who was

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

Gates of Hell did not speak, but

giant palm above the Gates of

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

this,

Caspian

the man behind

after the black smoke was dispersed,

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

heard a crash coming

running water

didn’t last

meal, the palm

elixir, which was the size of an adult’s fist, appeared

elixir was huge, it was still smaller than sesame

looked inside and looked

elixir refined by the devil

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

alchemy fire, natural precious materials, and other special

of Hell just clenched his hand and refined a elixir

the one behind Gates of

was all done

You can… Directly… Absorb

did you refine it?” Caspian

Now… You

were fine, but the last one sounded

was too lazy to argue with