The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

On the ship heading for the blessed land of the immortal mansion, Caspian was meditating quietly at the stern of the ship.

In his mind, he was recalling what Mou said to him not long ago.

Grand Pure Emperor’s identity is mysterious. My injury was the backlash I suffered when I was deducing his origin.

My talent in cultivation is stronger than my inference, but this is the first time I’ve suffered a great loss from Grand Pure Emperor. Fortunately, I had made a prompt decision at that time and sacrificed part of my vital force in exchange for my life.

However, my body is no longer able to continue to fight with the Immortal magic…

Caspian knew that deduction was one of the innate abilities of certain cultivators.

This was of the same category as Bowen’s Qi-Looking Technique.

Under normal circumstances, for a cultivator who was stronger than him, at most, it was impossible for him to find out where the other party came from.

Or one could clearly feel that the other party was covered by some kind of treasure and thus could not be predicted.

However, for someone like Mou, who suffered from countercharge during the deduction process and suffered such serious injuries, Caspian had never seen or heard of it.

Caspian was sure that Mou was not lying.

Because when he checked the other party’s injury, the one behind the Gates of Hell gave him a positive answer.

But, when Caspian asked about what could cause such an injury.

The one behind the Gates of Hell began to act out of habit again.

He tried to pretend to be dead.

If he pretend to be dead, then pretend to be dead.

However, the injury on Mou’s body temporarily dispelled the doubts of Caspian.

Caspian and the others were on a treasure boat of Shane.

Compared to a spirit boat, the treasure boat was not only bigger, but also more complete and solid with all kinds of formations on it. The treasure boat carried Caspian and the others.

After flying for about five thousand miles in the distance, it suddenly began to rise into the air.

After breaking through the clouds, it continued to go up.

after thousands of miles, the

the kind that a cultivator could make with a wave of his

the Gang Wind, Amethyst Palace Realm cultivator’s full blow was as weak as

knowledge of Caspian, no one could pass through the strong Gang Wind with their physical

of an eye, all the skin and flesh would be

than two blink of an eye, one’s bones

boat actually soared straight

had not told them

and the others on the treasure boat hit the Gang Wind with their heads down, he

that Caspian did not change his expression and did not move,

got on the treasure boat, his Divine Sense had

all his attention on the area

his sleeves, were also placed on Wave-like

and the Divine Sense, he had long discovered that there was a distorted void less than 15 kilometers

folded

guessed what Shane was going

kept approaching the

the Gang Wind collided and rubbed against each other, which made the faces of Saul

Yannick couldn’t help exclaiming, the treasure boat suddenly seemed to have

the deck shook their

and the strange

react, they immediately arrived at a place surrounded

in all directions, precious light

a place full of divine and

of the deck looked into the distance, they all showed surprise, excitement, and joy

expected it, Shane and Mou’s eyes

up, stood at the stern, and narrowed his eyes to

he didn’t know where he

were ethereal clouds all around, as if they

boundless sea of clouds instantly filled one’s

of clouds stood an immortal

in snow, and the

that their hearts were clear, and they

“That’s it…” Mou muttered.

excited expression

let’s continue

controlled the treasure boat, directly

waves of clouds, the strange scene that suddenly appeared