The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1605

Dream Hans's hair was in a mess, and her eyes were still brimming with tears of pain.

It was just because she had just rolled on the ground that she looked very embarrassed at this time. She looked completely different from her previous dignified image.

Under everyone's gaze, as Master, it was not normal for her not to hate Caspian since she had made such a big fool of herself.

However, when Caspian glanced at her indifferently, she was so scared that she immediately lowered her head and avoided Caspian's gaze.

The scene when Caspian blew Lill Kadas away with just one move was the closest to her, so she saw it clearly.

The moment the scorching Flame Severing brushed past her, Dream Hans felt as if the air around her had been completely incinerated.

At that moment, she felt as if her soul was about to be burned to ashes.

Lill Kadas was still like this, and her realm was lower than Lill Kadas's, which was equal to Caspian. How could she be a match for Caspian?

Therefore, at this time, Dream Hans did not dare to provoke Caspian again, for fear that she would become the next Lill Kadas.

But at this moment, she had secretly made a vow in her heart that when she went back, she must find her immortal companion to vent her anger!

Her immortal companion was a fourth-grade disciple of Heaven's Edge Sect, with a high position and great power.

Furthermore, a fourth level disciple meant that he was at the second level of Heavenly Spirit Realm!

With such a realm, wasn't it enough to completely crush a cultivator who had just entered the Heavenly Spirit Realm?

Dream Hans's heart was filled with joy when she thought of how her immortal companion would take revenge for her soon.

However, at this moment, she did not dare to show it at all. She was afraid that Caspian would see through what she was thinking and treat her like how he treated Lill Kadas.

It was a pity that Caspian had clearly seen the viciousness in Dream Hans's eyes just now.

It was clear to Caspian that if he wanted to hit a snake, he had to hit its seven inches, so he also knew that he had to kill the other party completely.

As the saying goes, the root cause must be eliminated, and then dug a hole. That was the truth.

Moreover, Caspian had always carried out this goal extremely thoroughly.

In one step, Caspian walked up to Dream Hans.

When his shadow landed on Dream Hans's body, it seemed to carry with it a tremendous amount of power. Instantly, Dream Hans found it difficult to breathe.

Sweat instantly poured out from every pore of her body, soaking her hair. It slid down her cheeks and formed a pool on the ground.

In just a few short breaths of time, it was as long as a century for Dream Hans.

She felt that her breath was about to stop, and her soul was about to be crushed.

At this moment, her mind was in a trance, as if the sky was spinning and the sun and the moon were falling.

Just as Dream Hans felt like she was about to collapse, Caspian asked, "Did you just say that I violated the sect rules?"

"I... didn't... Ah!"

Before Dream Hans could finish her words, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp and immediately screamed.

At this time, Caspian grabbed her hair, lifted her up with one hand, and raised her to the same height as him.

The sharp pain on her scalp made Dream Hans scream, her voice extremely shrill.

For a moment, even people in the Sky-sea Pavilion went out to check on what had happened.

When they saw the scene in front of them, the group of people who rushed over were all stunned.

When they realized what was going on, they turned around and ran back to the Sky-sea Pavilion to ask the Elder for help.

After all, in Heaven's Edge Sect, even if disciples were strictly prohibited from fighting in private, most of the time, it was inevitable.

However, it was the first time in history that someone had the guts to fight like this outside the Sky-sea Pavilion.

But at this time, Caspian did not care about those things.

His gaze was cold as he looked at Dream Hans. "Did you just... say that I violated the sect rules?"

"Ah! Ah!" Dream Hans was still screaming. On the one hand, it hurt, on the other hand, she was scared.

"Do you know what Crape Myrtle Sect is?"

"How dare you look down on our Crape Myrtle Sect! The whole Crape Myrtle Sect will definitely make you pay the price!"

At this moment, the two of them were howling. They were in a bad mood, and their facial features were distorted.

As Caspian walked in step by step, the frequency of the flames in his palm became more and more rapid.

At this time, a seemingly unrestrained figure waved an open folding fan and walked over.

As he walked, he said, "Let me say something fair. Although I don't know what happened exactly, as the saying goes, don’t go too far. If we offend the Crape Myrtle Sect in our Heaven's Edge Sect, it will not be good for our future cultivation. Don't you think I'm right?"

"Why don't you give me face today and apologize to each other. Let's forget about it."

After saying that, the man waved his fan and looked at Caspian with a righteous look.

Caspian stopped, turned to look at the man, and spat out two words lightly, "Get out!"

"Ah? What did you say?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. He put away the folding fan with a snap, pointed at himself, and said to Caspian in surprise and anger, "Do you know who I am?"

"The God of Thunder!"

White light sprayed out of Caspian's mouth.

With a bang, the folding fan in this guy's hand exploded. He flew out from the top of the crowd and disappeared.

All of a sudden, almost all the people present were as silent as cicadas in the winter, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Seeing that Caspian was so unscrupulous, the two Crape Myrtle Sect disciples couldn't even say a word of threat at this time.

Two pairs of desperate and helpless eyes stared at Caspian, and their bodies kept shaking.

"What punishment will those who don't respect their superiors get according to the sect rules." Caspian looked at the two again.

Although his tone was light, it was full of unquestionable majesty.