Chapter 1579 Suspicious Identity – Highlight Chapter from The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 1579 Suspicious Identity is a standout chapter in The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell by Liu Ya, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Novel narrative into new territory.
"Magical power! The other party is a cultivator!"
Caspian narrowed his eyes.
Through the breathtaking light, Caspian looked at the guy with a normal body after the knife light.
There was actually a cultivator among the devils.
Caspian had not expected this in advance.
What's more, he didn't expect that the cultivator was still Master of Heavenly Spirit Realm!
However, no matter whether he thought about it or not, this discovery at the moment was not enough to shock Caspian.
In an instant, Caspian turned around in the air and attacked fiercely.
"Taiyi Fire Saber!"
Hong!
Flame Severing cut down and shattered the falling saber radiance.
Obviously, the cultivator who attacked Caspian didn't expect that his sneak attack would be useless. He was stunned on the spot.
Caspian's attacks were endless like the River, giving the opponent no chance to catch the breath.
As soon as Caspian clenched his palm in the air, the White Emperor's Broken Prison Sword appeared in his hand.
The sharp sword light suddenly lit up the long night of the nine prefectures.
"Ten Thousand World Soul-Extermination Cut!"
The sword radiance pierced through the void, penetrated the cultivator's chest, and nailed him to the ground.
A large amount of blood mist exploded in the air.
Caspian held the hilt and took a step forward in the air.
"The Great Leisure Court!"
The power of Caspian was so fast that it left a long shadow in the air.
The other fellows' attacks immediately missed the target.
"I'll kill you in a while!" Caspian turned around and pointed at them.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already in front of the cultivator.
The cultivator's heart was pierced by Caspian's sword. At this moment, he was nailed to the ground, and all the tendons and vessels in his body were shattered by the power of Caspian's magical power. At this moment, there was only one breath left.
With a flick of Caspian's fingertip, a stream of spiritual Qi broke the helmet covering the other party’s head, revealing a square face.
His face was indeed a little square, but his appearance, qi and blood, and so on proved that he was no different from a human cultivator.
How could a human cultivator be mixed with underground devils?
"And he launched a sneak attack on me?"
As soon as he grasped the hilt, Caspian's eyes were cold. "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The cultivator looked at Caspian with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Caspian felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to stop it, the cultivator suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and stopped breathing.
"He actually committed suicide." Caspian was taken aback.
He even killed himself. This guy was really cruel.
At this moment, a purple light shone behind Caspian.
Caspian turned around and saw purple stone awls. Each of them was 50 to 60 feet long and extremely ferocious, emitting a strange and gloomy light. At this time, they broke through the air and stabbed toward him fiercely.
"Purple Yin Ghostly Shield!"
Caspian was suddenly enveloped by a big ball.
The next moment, he stepped on the air and rushed toward the underground devil who attacked him.
One stone awl after another poked into the light of the Purple Yin Ghostly Shield. They immediately broke and exploded with a crackling sound.
In an instant, Caspian came in front of the other party and cut his body into two pieces with the sword.
The body of the underground devil was suddenly split into two and fell from the air like a fly.
Caspian hovered in the air, looking at another guy with a gloomy look.
Unfortunately, who they met today was Caspian, who was invincible among his peers.
The two cultivators who could provide information were dead. At this moment, Caspian was annoyed.
When he saw that the remaining few underground devils had forced their way over and were charging at him, Caspian immediately grew even more agitated.
"Go to hell! Taiyi Fire Saber!"
In the void, there was a sudden shift of light and darkness.
The light of Flame Severing was brighter than before, and its speed was faster than before.
Those underground devils who rushed over did not even have a chance to react. They were cut open, swallowed, burned in the air, turned into ashes, and fell to the ground. Not even a corpse was left.
After killing all of them, Caspian landed on the ground and scanned the surroundings. Finally, he landed on the corpses of the first underground devil and the two cultivators.
"You think I'll let you go just because you're dead? Dream on."
With a cold snort, Caspian walked over.
At the same time, in the depths of the underground crack, an underground devil who was talking suddenly stopped talking.
This underground devil was totally different from what Flame Gordon and Caspian had seen.
The devils that Flame Gordon had seen were as tall as a mutated beast.
The devils killed by Caspian had a slender figure and a ferocious face, like a monster.
However, this underground devil had silver hair and wore silver armor. His figure was tall and slender, and his face was extremely handsome.
Even compared to humans, he was a peerlessly handsome man.
In particular, there was a trace of faintly discernible evil spirit between his eyebrows, which made it easier for a woman to fall in love with him and drown in it, unable to extricate herself.
These performances were enough to prove that this devil had an extraordinary high status among the underground devils.
Just now, he was still explaining his plan to a person beside him, but suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something. His eyes suddenly focused, and the next moment, his whole body burst out the aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
In the blink of an eye, the space around him seemed to be shackled by the shackles of fate, and it began to rumble violently.
A bitter smell of blood spread on the spot, making people feel as if they were soaked in a sea of blood.
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