The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1842

There were 100,000 hidden peaks in the Giant Whale Ridge.

At this moment, when Caspian flew into the mountains, he immediately felt like he had entered the belly of a giant whale.

One by one, the towering mountain peaks were formed from the ribs of the giant whale, which seemed to cover the whole world.

Although the Great Sage had been dead for tens of thousands of years, the remaining power of the Great Saint remained.

That was exactly the case. Not only was there in Giant Whale Ridge, but there were few people within tens of thousands of miles.

Cultivators did not come, and the demonic beasts would not come.

At this time, when Caspian flew in, he immediately felt that the primal chaos around him was rolling over. A gloomy feeling pressed against his heart.

And this feeling could not be eliminated just by flying high into the sky.

"Caspian, it's up to you next." Handsome looked up and sniffed desperately.

In the past, with its strong sense of smell, it could breathe thousands of miles away to its father's smell.

But at this moment, its ability was suppressed by the remaining power of the Great Sage everywhere in the mountain ridge, and Handsome was so anxious that it was about to cry.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Caspian's divine sense spread out in all directions.

Handsome's father did find a suitable place for promotion.

But now, the power of this place made it harder to find him.

However, Caspian became more and more convinced.

At the same time, beads of blood were also condensed into eyeballs from the height of 10,000 miles high and looked around.

Instantly, countless overlooking patterns appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Caspian did not need to compare these patterns with the images he had seen before.

He just needed to find a clearly damaged mountain peak and know where Handsome’s father had been promoted.

But it was not as simple as he thought.

There were about seven or eight peaks destroyed by a Qilin and a formation.

But putting these seven or eight in the Innumerable Huge Mountains was like a drop in the ocean.

The only thing Caspian could do now was to move forward as soon as possible and search all the way.

At the same time, he also hoped that Handsome's father was not so cautious and did not hide deep.

However, it seemed that Caspian and Handsome were lucky.

After flying forward for a while, Handsome suddenly straightened up and sniffed hard. "Caspian! I smell my father's smell!"

Caspian was confused.

His divine sense spread out, and within a radius of 1,000 miles, there was no sign of a mountain being damaged.

But now that Handsome could smell its father's smell, it meant that they were very close to each other.

This was very confusing.

"Is there a fantasy array?"

As soon as Caspian's heart moved, a figure in the distance flew toward them like an old man covered with blood.

"Caspian! It's him! He smells like my father!" Handsome shouted and jumped up.

Caspian narrowed his eyes and instantly locked onto the other party with his Divine Sense.

When the old man saw Caspian, a look of panic appeared in his eyes. In the next moment, he turned and flew away.

"Don't go!" Caspian shouted and immediately chased after him.

The old man was in the same realm as him. Caspian chased after him at full speed. In almost an instant, he caught up with the old man. He opened his five fingers, grabbed the old man's back, and held him in his hand.

"Who are you..."

Caspian turned around and stopped.

The old man's face was stiff, and his eyes were listless. There was no sign of vigor flowing around him at all. Shockingly, he was a puppet.

“The other party was caught off guard and could only obediently explode into powder!

“I will continue to learn from you in the future!"

Being praised by the middle-aged cultivator, the old man’s beard was up and down, and his face was full of pride. "My means are much more exquisite than lying down outside."

When setting up an ambush and setting up an array, any cultivator with strong divine thoughts might find some clues.

But if he were to appear in front of me with blood all over his body, he would definitely be shocked and lose his mind.

As long as the other party is in a panic, he will definitely fall into my trap. He will never be able to escape again, haha!"

The old man was beaming, while the middle-aged cultivator kept praising him.

"Excellent! Senior Brother is excellent! In this way, we can go back and clean up the Qilin.

"With Senior Brother here, the Qilin won't be able to last long."

"Let's go back and take a look. I guess it's almost time." The old man narrowed his eyes and shook his head with a smile. He turned around and was about to leave with the middle-aged cultivator.

At this time, in the thick smoke caused by the explosion, there was a sudden cry, as if a channel had been opened. The rolling airflow formed a vortex in an instant.

The faces of the old man and the middle-aged cultivator suddenly changed.

"Not good, he didn't die!" The old man cried out in alarm and swung his arm.

Suddenly, six or seven more puppets came out of his sleeves.

The middle-aged cultivator shook his wrist and held a black sledgehammer.

"Seal the Ghostly King Chain!"

With a loud shout, the surrounding void suddenly collapsed. From the depths of the void, the chains wrapped around the puppets and the two cultivators, unable to move.

The old man's neck was tightly grabbed, and the chain was pulled hard. Instantly, his tongue was stuck out.

The middle-aged cultivator's arm was grabbed by the chain. Just as he was about to struggle, a huge pig head suddenly appeared from the thick smoke behind him. With a wah, it tore off half of his body, which was holding the sledgehammer.