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.

a warm sensation

saw a piece of jade on his wrist, which was

this scene, he took another deep look at the big

the cultivator in the cloak

in the city

while, he came to a shabby house where there were few

reached out to knock on

immediately. An eye looked at the cloaked cultivator through the gap in

cultivator in the cloak did not

and showed the jade stone on his wrist to the other

shocked, and then the door opened. The cultivator

there were seven or eight cultivators standing in the

were all

they were cultivators, they were all like frightened birds. Their faces were full of

cloak coming over, they forced themselves to

cultivator in the cloak walked up to these people and slowly lifted the

the cloak was a young man with

to the point where the veins

moment he lifted the cloak, a hot

felt as if they were standing

the red-haired young man’s feet immediately turned yellow and withered the moment he

it turned black as if it

saluted in

“Greetings, Fire Envoy…”

Vic Clinton, one of the four envoys of

he waved his hand and said, “There’s

on this time? Who attacked the cloth

took a step forward and

that Vic had heard on the street was all based on rumors, which were far from the

even so, after hearing this,

the two Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators were killed by that man in an

“It’s true.

it with our own eyes,” the

still remember what the

cultivator nodded

cloth shop,

was the appearance of Caspian

Vic’s expression changed.

short