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 on

looked down and saw a piece of jade on his wrist, which was slightly red at this

another deep look at

the cloak

he made several turns in the city and turned

to a shabby house

and reached out

the cloaked

the cloak

jade stone on

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

or eight cultivators standing in the yard behind

were all in Pulse

were all like frightened birds. Their faces were

coming over, they forced themselves to cheer

cultivator in the cloak walked up to

young man with dark red

white, to the point where

he lifted the cloak, a hot wave rushed

courtyard felt as if they were standing on the edge

the grass under the red-haired young man’s feet immediately

black as if it

saluted

“Greetings, Fire Envoy…”

red-haired young man was none other than Vic

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

this time?

cultivators took a step forward and explained

Vic had heard on the street was all based

after hearing this,

Realm cultivators were killed by that man in an

“It’s true.

saw it with our own eyes,” the

thought for a while and then asked, “Do you still remember what the man looks like and what kind of magical power he

cultivator nodded

far from the cloth shop, so we saw it clearly.”

course, what was described was the appearance

Vic’s expression changed.

short