The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1787

"Caspian!" Wan Yanjie shouted angrily.

"You didn't get attacked in the white fog, did you? And why are you so familiar with this palace? Have you already known about it? The reason why you brought our Heaven's Edge Sect and the Sun Moon Sect here is just a cover to cover up your real purpose?

"Make it clear first!" Before Caspian could finish his words, he took a step forward and chopped down with the Death Word Sword in his hand.

Wan Yanjie had seen how powerful Caspian was. Even though he was at the third level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, he did not underestimate Caspian at all.

With a flick of his long sleeves, a jade bracelet flew out from his arm. It condensed into thousands of rays of multicolored light and converged into a mighty river, blocking in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the other disciples of the Imperial Universe Sect beside him. Then, he soared into the sky, stepped on the lightning flying sword, and sped forward.

"Get lost!

The Death Sword of Three Separations!"

In the face of the multicolored light, Caspian chopped down.

The frost carried the sword light like a biting northern wind, sweeping through heaven and earth. In an instant, it tore the multicolored light into pieces and turned into butterflies flying all over the sky.

Caspian took a step forward, and his aura shot up into the sky. The ground quaked, and the multicolored light was completely suppressed. Just as Caspian was about to catch up to the other party, he suddenly felt something beneath his feet shake.

Honglong!

The next moment, the ground under his feet collapsed.

A hand covered in armor grabbed from the middle.

The palm was as big as two or three rooms. As it reached for Caspian, a stream of blazing flame also condensed in the center of the palm, spurting out flames like the blazing sun.

Seeing this, Caspian glanced to the side and immediately saw that the armor covering the palm was exactly the same as the one worn by the stone man that was smashed by Zuo Shuanglong.

However, judging from the size of the palm, the stone man that came out of the ground at this time was probably two or three times bigger than the previous two!

"Three Separations Death Word Sword!"

At this time, Caspian did not hesitate and raised his sword to cut toward the palm.

The bright edge of the sword swayed along the sword, and immediately poured down like a surging river and a dam.

The aura of a golden spear and an iron horse immediately surged out.

In an instant, the cover of armor, together with the stone man's palm, were blown into powder. Even half of the stone man's head was smashed and it could not get up for the time being.

However, Caspian would not let the other party off so easily. The Death Word Sword exploded violently and slashed out tens of thousands of times.

All of a sudden, the terrifying sword light poured into the pit on the ground like a river of stars falling.

The giant stone man, which had not yet crawled out of the pit, was suddenly turned into ashes.

The ground was also torn apart.

Terrifying cracks spread in all directions, like a huge spider web, covering the whole area. With a slight shake, it would completely collapse.

Caspian didn't stay where he was and immediately chased in the direction where Wan Yanjie and others left.

At the same time, his mind was racing.

"Wan Yanjie already knew that there was a stone man under my feet.

It meant that he knew something about the palace.

But he had never told our Heaven's Edge Sect and the Sun Moon Sect about this.

Moreover, from the looks of it, they had not been attacked by the white fog when they entered the small world of universe.

If they encountered it, they would definitely not be as calm as they are now."

Although there was still a continuous stream of pink mist seeping out of the void around them, there was no mist covering the area within 300 meters around Wan Yanjie and the others.

"It's all thanks to Eldest Senior Brother's Nine Yang Heavenly Falling Sun Umbrella. Otherwise, we would have suffered a great loss in the fog." Wan Yanjie stepped on the lightning flying sword under his feet and continued to fly forward. He turned his head and looked back.

A cold smile appeared on his lips. "You'd better behave yourself. Although I don't know the specific effects of this fog, I know that there is another name of it. It's called Illusory Road Fog, which is the most destructive part of the human foundation.

Once one’s Dao foundation had been destroyed, and his will had been cut off, the path to Immortality had reached its end.

Even Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators are particularly afraid of the fog."

The next moment, Wan Yanjie led several disciples of the Imperial Universe Sect to fly deeper into the palace.

At this moment, Caspian was in the pink fog. In the blink of an eye, he found that he could no longer tell where he was.

Logically speaking, this palace group was a straight line.

Even if there was a winding path, there was no fork.

As long as he kept moving forward, there would be no problem.

But at this time, Caspian found that he was not sure whether he could continue to move forward.

He tried to fly in different directions.

According to his speed and calculation, he only needed a few breaths of time to reach one side of the wall.

But at this moment, he had changed directions several times in a row. He flew in every direction for 15 minutes without touching the wall.

Even Caspian had an illusion that he was flying straight, but in fact, he was circling in circles.

"This fog is different from what I met in the sky." Caspian calmed down and analyzed carefully.

But at this time, he found that not far ahead of him, there was a flash of light.