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 its

while and then asked, “I hope

“You can’t… Use it…”

this, Caspian was

Refine it… You

so bad…”

gasped like this when you

be directly refined

method, but when this guy first said it,

behind the

laughter sounded like mockery no matter how one

it, I won’t

up, and his mind

and continued to ask, “How should I refine

wisp of divine sense came from the Devil Prince, who was

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

the Gates of

giant palm above the Gates of Hell

bang, the wisp of black devil thought let

this, Caspian was

Caspian still resisted the

the man behind

was dispersed, the giant

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

Caspian heard a crash coming

sound was like running water

didn’t last

meal, the palm

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

course, although this elixir was huge, it was still smaller than

inside and looked

refined by the

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

furnaces, alchemy fire, natural precious

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

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

this was all done in

Now… You can…

did you refine it?” Caspian

Method… Now… You can’t…

few words were fine, but the

Caspian was too lazy to argue