The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1921

The Celestial Punishment flashed, and a beam of blood light spread out and wrapped around the Archean Demonic Soul Flag and the Archean Demonic Spirit Talisman.

On the surface of the two treasures, tens of thousands of demons roared at the same time. Their soaring killing intent and anger were almost written into bloody words, shuttling through the void and killing all living creatures.

In an instant, the cold aura turned into a chilling wind and blew toward Caspian.

Immediately, the grass around Caspian froze into ice sculptures.

Caspian's eyes were calm and motionless.

Waves of icing air condensed into white frost less than a foot in front of him, but it dissipated in a moment.

The Demonic Souls in the two magic weapons kept roaring and struggling. They seemed to have recognized the identity of Caspian as a human and were unwilling to be refined by him.

But no matter how they struggled, they could not affect Caspian at all.

As the blood rings tightened, the Demonic Souls struggled less and less.

In the end, the blood light covered the two magic weapons.

The Archean Demonic Soul Flag and the Archean Demonic Soul Charm quieted down and floated in front of Caspian.

Caspian condensed his eyesight and looked inside.

In the depths of the two magic weapons, countless Demonic Souls knelt quietly in front of Caspian at this moment, no longer making any sound.

At the same time, Caspian also felt that the two magic weapons were connected to him by blood.

This was a sign of success.

Caspian nodded with satisfaction, took the Archean Demonic Soul Flag, and waved it gently.

In an instant, the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the landmines surged. Countless Demonic Souls turned into a tornado and suddenly rose from the ground. They kept spreading, and wherever they passed, they gave people a feeling of destroying heaven and earth.

Caspian flicked his fingertip again, and the Archean Demonic-soul Charm turned into a golden light. The moment his fingertip disappeared, it appeared 100 miles away.

The next moment, a mountain peak disappeared like powder.

Looking around, he saw nothing.

After understanding the two magic weapons, Caspian turned over his wrist and put them away. He looked at the third treasure suspended in front of him, the drop of Blood of Essence of Great Sage Minghe.

Caspian could feel the rich vigor contained in the blood essence.

However, if he directly absorbed it, it would be too wasteful.

Caspian had heard the bald demon mention that Great Sage Minghe had sealed a space in this drop of Blood of Essence.

Entering space, he had a chance to comprehend the Spiritual Inheritance of the transforming exercises of Great Sage Minghe.

Caspian naturally wanted to obtain the techniques and legacies of the Great Saint, as well as the vigor power of his blood essence.

However, this was a drop of Great Sage's Blood of Essence after all. With the control of Great Sage's supernatural power, it was easier for Great Sage Minghe to perceive than magic weapon.

Moreover, Caspian was worried about how to deal with Minghe's Spiritual Thoughts in the space of Blood of Essence.

"It would be great if I could cut off Great Sage Minghe's perception of this drop of Blood of Essence."

Just as Caspian was thinking this, he heard a faint word from behind the Gates of Hell, "Enter..."

"Oh?" Caspian blinks.

It had been a long time since the one behind the Gates of Hell had spoken. Why did he suddenly speak today?

And now the one behind the Gates of Hell even knew what Caspian was thinking?

"I don't know... but looking at your face... I can... guess... what you are thinking..."

As if he was stuttering, he explained at this moment.

Caspian narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Can I enter?"

"Sure..."

"Hahaha..."

A creepy voice suddenly sounded above Caspian.

Caspian opened his eyes.

That thing seemed to have been startled. With a hu sound, it immediately disappeared into the depths of the white mist.

Before long, a series of sounds came from all directions.

The voice became louder and louder, as if many people woke up one after another and joined the discussion.

"Someone is coming in!"

"It's a human."

"Humans, humans are so good, fine skin and tender flesh. I haven't eaten any human meat for hundreds of years."

"It's a pity that there's only one human. It's not enough."

"You can't say that. The vigor of this human is quite strong. Ah, I feel like I'm going to get drunk just by breathing."

These voices were so dense that no one knew how many of them were discussing Caspian unscrupulously, as if they were discussing fresh and delicious ingredients.

At this moment, Caspian could even feel that in the white fog, a pair of greedy eyes was looking at him, which they thought was the most delicious part.

The originally quiet white fog accelerated at this moment.

A gust of chilly wind blew across the sea.

The strange laughter and harsh discussions were getting closer and closer to Caspian. They were like a group of predators surrounding the prey, waiting to rush up and dismember it.

These voices were clearly heard by Caspian.

The corner of Caspian's mouth curved slightly. After a while, he sneered and said, "Just a Demonic Soul..."