The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

In an instant, this disciple thought of what would happen to him.

Without Caspian’s help, Kuros Gate could tear him to pieces from top to bottom.

Moreover, it was one thing that he was dead, but the family he used to live in must suffer with him.

With this in mind, the disciple’s hair stood on end.

“Go ahead.

I’ll wait for you for 24 hours.

If your Sect Master doesn’t come, I’ll kill the people here first and then look for you,” Caspian said.

There was no need for Caspian to say more.

The eyes of the Kuros Gate disciples on the spot had already made it difficult for the disciple of Holy Land Realm to sit still, and he did not dare to delay at all.

After sending the Holy Land Realm cultivator away, Caspian sat cross-legged on the spot and meditated.

24 hours was the last chance he gave to Kuros Gate.

***

Just as Caspian was waiting, a mysterious cultivator came to Silver City that Caspian had been to before.

The cultivator was wrapped in a wide cloak, walking on the streets of Silver City in a hurry.

In the end, he stopped at the original location of Stranger’s Moon Cloth Shop.

By now, Stranger’s Moon Cloth Shop had already disappeared from the ground.

The only thing left was a big pit and a mess all over the ground.

In the past few days, many bold cultivators had taken the risk to try their luck and wanted to find some treasures left behind.

Unfortunately, the original treasure house had been moved away, leaving nothing behind.

Even so, there were still many people around.

They were pointing at the big pit and listening to the residents of the city who master of Heavenly Spirit Realm fight with their own eyes that day, telling them the specific process of the incident.

The cultivator in a cloak looked around while listening to the half-truths and halffake of the people around him, while carefully observing the big pit.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

he felt a warm sensation

jade on his wrist, which was

at

cultivator in the cloak did

made several turns in the city and turned

came to a shabby house where there

out to

looked at the cloaked cultivator through the

the cloak did

and showed the jade

and then the door opened. The cultivator in the cloak immediately flashed in, and the

or eight cultivators standing in the

all in Pulse Control

all like frightened birds. Their faces were full of panic, and anyone who

cloak coming over, they forced themselves to cheer

walked up to these people and slowly lifted

was a young man with dark red

young man’s skin was very white, to the point

moment he lifted the cloak, a hot

felt as if they were

red-haired young man’s feet immediately turned yellow and

if it had been

present saluted in

“Greetings, Fire Envoy…”

red-haired young man was none other than Vic Clinton, one of the

and said, “There’s no Fire Envoy now, only Vic

going on this time? Who attacked the

leader of these cultivators took a

street was all based on

so, after hearing this, Vic frowned

two Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators were killed by that man

“It’s true.

it with our own

for a while and then asked, “Do you still remember what

The cultivator nodded

were not far from the cloth shop, so we saw

appearance of Caspian

Vic’s expression changed.

was short of