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.

felt a warm sensation

looked down and saw a piece of jade on his wrist,

look at

cultivator in the cloak

in the city

he came to a shabby house where

reached out

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

the cloak did not

his arm and showed the jade stone on his wrist to the

shocked, and then the door opened. The cultivator in

or eight cultivators standing in

were all in

Their faces were full of

over, they forced themselves to cheer up and

in the cloak walked up to these people and

cloak was a young man with

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

moment he lifted the cloak, a

Pulse Control Realm in the courtyard felt as if they were standing on the edge of a

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

if it had

saluted

“Greetings, Fire Envoy…”

Vic Clinton, one of the four envoys of

said, “There’s no

going on this time? Who attacked the cloth

of these cultivators took a step forward and explained the whole

was all based on rumors, which were far from

even so, after hearing this,

two Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators were killed by that

“It’s true.

own

and then asked, “Do you still remember what the man looks like and what kind of magical

cultivator

from the cloth shop, so we saw it clearly.” The cultivator immediately described Caspian’s

course, what was described was the appearance

Vic’s expression changed.

was short of