The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1287

When Caspian crossed the bronze door, he couldn’t help frowning and muttering, “Why is the smoke so thick?”

In front of him, smoke billowed. It was not the kind of black smoke with soaring evil Qi, but just like a light smoke gushing out when burning straw and firewood. However, the smoke was not hot or choking. Otherwise, Caspian would have thought that someone had set a fire here. Although it didn’t cause people to cry, it made people unable to see clearly what was happening in front of them.

The people who came in before Caspian and the others could no longer be seen.

Caspian said to Yvonne and Bowen behind him, “Follow me closely…”

Before his voice died away, Caspian found that the two people behind him had disappeared. His eyes narrowed, and his spiritual sense immediately spread out.

When he crossed the bronze gate, Caspian could clearly sense that Yvonne and Bowen were a step behind him. Moreover, he did not feel anyone taking them away at all.

If someone could do it under the eyes of Caspian, then this person’s realm and strength were definitely far above Caspian. In that case, there was no reason for the other person to let Caspian go alone. However, right now, the two of them had indeed disappeared in front of Caspian. Even spiritual sense could not capture their whereabouts. It was as if these two people had disappeared behind Caspian.

When he found that his spiritual sense could not detect them, Caspian immediately retreated. He remembered that he had only taken five steps after entering the bronze gate. But after taking a dozen steps back, he was still surrounded by the smoke.

The bronze door seemed to have disappeared as well. He seemed to be trapped in a strange space.

The smoke around him was surging, as if there was a gloomy ghost face smiling at him. Caspian slowly stood up straight.

There were indeed some tricks behind the bronze gate. The smoke was indeed no ordinary smoke. Now that he didn’t know what means it was, he had to start with the basics.

First of all, he had to make sure whether he had fallen into fantasy array.

A thread-like spiritual Qi condensed on Caspian’s fingertip and slowly seeped into the surrounding hollow. The faint luster of spiritual Qi threads reflected his face in the dense fog.

***

Silent Lion, who was the first to rush in, had already discovered that Pulse Control Realm cultivators following him had disappeared.

“Heh, a mere formation actually wants to trap me?” Silent sneered.

With a shake of his arm, Silent made a posture of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow in the air. The golden light emitted a sharp momentum. In an instant, it condensed into a bow and an arrow in his hand.

“Cloud Piercing!” With a shout, a cyan light flowed from the arrow to the tip of the arrow.

A kind of oppression before the summer thunderstorm suddenly came from the long arrow. An arrow shot out and disappeared into the dense fog.

At first, there was no change. However, Silent’s face was full of confidence. He did not panic at all. There was even a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

After a while, it seemed that there was a flood of landmines. A roar came from the depths of the dense fog in front of him.

Suddenly, the thick fog collapsed and dissipated, revealing a broken wall and a big hole.

“Humph, how can a dead man stop me?”

When the hole could be opened to him, Silent couldn’t wait to get in. As soon as his head was plunged into it, he immediately felt as if he had jumped into a sea of spiritual Qi.

In front of him was a spirit stone that could almost be described as towering into the clouds!

He hadn’t seen it before because the hole was at the bottom of spirit stone and it was blocked. But now, he could clearly see this spirit stone. The spirit stone was so high that he couldn’t see its top even if his neck was sore.

“I am rich, I am rich!” Silent Lion laughed out loud.

At this moment, he seemed to have gone mad. His whole body lay on the spirit stone, and then he hit the surface of the spirit stone with his head.

Each time, he used all his strength, he smashed the spirit stone and desperately drilled his head into it. He was still muttering, “I want to suck up spiritual Qi of this spirit stone, I want to suck it… I want to suck it all…”

***

”The fog is a little thick…” Cidas Mont took out his spirit tools long sword after finding that the people in front of him was gone.

The sword was three feet long and had two thin hollows on its body, making it look like a three-edged thorn. This spirit tools Long Sword was a gift from a junior sister apprentice who admired him when he was promoted to Holy Land Realm.

Cidas still remembered his junior sister’s sparkling eyes. However, with the improvement of his realm, Cidas gradually felt that this first-grade spirit tools was no longer worthy of his current realm.

“If I had a high-ranking spirit tools on the warship just now, I wouldn’t have been humiliated by Silent Lion!” Cidas gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt of his sword.