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 on his

down and saw a piece of jade on his wrist, which was

scene, he took another deep look at the big pit and then turned to

the cultivator in the cloak did not

in the

to a shabby house where there

reached out to knock on

door opened immediately. An eye looked at the cloaked cultivator through

cultivator in the cloak did not

he raised his arm and showed the jade stone on his wrist to the other

was obviously shocked, and then the door opened. The

were seven or eight

all in Pulse Control

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

the cloak coming over, they forced themselves to cheer up

cultivator in the cloak walked up to these people

a young man with dark red

man’s skin was very white, to the point where the veins and blood vessels could

lifted the cloak,

if

the red-haired young man’s feet

black as if it had been roasted

saluted

“Greetings, Fire Envoy…”

red-haired young man was none other than Vic

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

this time? Who attacked

leader of these cultivators took a

the street was all based on

hearing this, Vic frowned

two Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators were killed by that man in an instant?” Vic

“It’s true.

our own eyes,” the cultivator said

you still remember what the man looks

The cultivator

cloth shop,

the appearance of Caspian wearing All Life

Vic’s expression changed.

was short of