Chapter 1701 Deep Secret Room – A Turning Point in The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell by Liu Ya
In this chapter of The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell, Liu Ya introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1701 Deep Secret Room shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Novel genre.
The surging sea of blood engulfed the soul in an instant.
The remnant soul, like a candle, kept melting in the boiling sea of blood. It was twisted and deformed, like a mass of mud wriggling.
The Immortal-killing Sword itself was only a residual shadow. Right now, it was seriously injured, unable to condense divine light at all.
By the time the sea of blood hit it; numerous black scars had been cut off on the surface of the broken soul's body.
These scars couldn't heal, so they slowly separated the broken soul.
A destructive aura emanated from the black scars, as if nothing in this world could remove them.
In an instant, the soul fragment was cut into hundreds of pieces like paper, getting lighter and lighter.
Caspian looked at the starlight on the chest of the soul fragment and suddenly reached out his hand and poked it with his finger.
The starlight suddenly appeared on his fingertip.
He approached it and swept it with his divine sense.
All of a sudden, Caspian felt a huge divine thought hidden in it.
It was as if an incomparably noble magical power was about to enter Caspian's mind at this moment.
Caspian narrowed his eyes and instantly understood.
This starlight contained magical power, which divided the Immortal-killing Sword into eight parts.
This magical power was very powerful. If Caspian hadn't relied on the power of the 28 Evil Spirits to resist it, he would definitely have been suppressed by it if he just relied on his own strength.
"This magical power is changeable. As long as I can master it, my strength can definitely be improved to a higher level!" Caspian stretched out his Divine Sense and flicked his fingertip.
The starlight instantly transformed into a divine beam of light that shot into the space between his brows.
In an instant, the vast formula and picture poured into Caspian's brain.
However, Caspian did not immediately comprehend them.
The formation enveloping the cave was on the verge of collapse as soon as it was hit.
Although it wouldn't collapse, a portion of the fluctuation caused by the battle just now would definitely seep out.
At this time, Caspian was not outside, and he didn’t know how much influence the sea eye outside had suffered.
Therefore, Caspian planned to search as soon as possible to see if there were any other treasures.
Otherwise, it would be inconvenient if Elders of Heavenly Edge’s Sect came here and saw him here if he delayed for too long.
Caspian shook his head as he looked at the Great Sage’s soul that was gradually dissipating in front of him.
There was no need to collect the soul fragment.
Although it was called a remnant soul, it was actually closer to the condensation of the remnant soul and Rancorous Qi. It was just a projection left by the Great Immortal-killing Sage in this world.
It was already a blessing for him to obtain the inheritance of a magical power.
It was impossible to get more benefits.
Furthermore, because this soul fragment was too damaged, it did not possess any soul energy which could be absorbed.
In the blink of an eye, as the surrounding airflow blew, the last remnant soul completely dissipated like smoke.
There were no more auras about the Great Immortal-killing Sage here.
Caspian flew into the air, ran his spiritual Qi, and stamped his foot.
Honglong!
A stream of air pressed down.
The originally scattered light suddenly became calm and peaceful.
The sky was turned upside down, and the cave that had been destroyed in the void became clear.
Caspian looked down.
At this time, there was a huge difference between the cave at this time and when he first came in.
The huge skeletons and weapons had been blown into powder.
At this moment, it looked empty.
With a sweep of Caspian’s divine thoughts, he did not find any remaining vile spirits in the void.
Looking at this illusion, Caspian suddenly felt a little worried.
This was obviously a treasure, but he did not know how to take it away or use it.
When he tried to grab it with his hand, he only felt a cool sensation. However, the illusory image in his hand did not move at all.
"Don’t you... feel that... Flame Severing... can't... exert... your... sword intent..."
At this time, a voice came from the one behind the Gates of Hell.
With a thought, Caspian's eyes suddenly lit up.
He immediately understood what the other party meant.
"Do you mean that this phantom can turn Flame Severing into a sword?"
"Flame Severing... is originally... a... fragment... of course... it can... condense a sword...."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Caspian immediately summoned Flame Severing.
The blood-red flowing light slowly intertwined with the white light in the secret chamber.
Flame Severing looked more like a huge sickle.
However, there were a few more blades on the blade of the sickle.
Although Flame Severing was a powerful magic treasure, and it was not inferior to the Celestial Punishment, it was not like a sickle, but not a sickle. The power of Sword intent of extreme anger was always slightly weaker than that of a sword.
Hearing the voice deep in sea of consciousness, Caspian knew what to do.
However, when he was walking toward the illusion, he heard the other party kowtowing and muttering.
"Actually... Your... mirror..."
Caspian was speechless.
" Not only are you not stuttering, but you've also learned not to finish when you are talking?" After waiting for a moment, Caspian sneered.
"You can... forge... swords first... I'm... asleep..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no sound this time, only Caspian facing the sword shadow that was constantly swallowing and exhaling white light.
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