The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2289

It was like breaking a wall.

With a bang, there was a roar in the void, and Caspian fell straight down.

The fierce friction ignited flames around. At first glance, it looked like meteorites falling.

Caspian let out a long howl and the blood-red wings on his back unfolded.

In an instant, the flames stretched for thousands of miles.

He flapped his wings, causing the air around him to distort.

The falling force was immediately stopped by Caspian.

Hanging in midair, Caspian looked around.

The sky was high and the earth was wide, as if he was in the ruins of a city. The yellow sand was all over the sky, and the setting sun was like blood. There was a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Everywhere he could see, there were broken walls, crumbling, or collapsing. Some were still intact, some were only left with beams, and the marks of cutting knives and axes could be seen everywhere. There were dark blood stains everywhere.

This city seemed to be so large that it had no borders.

Caspian hovered in midair, feeling like a drop in the ocean. He was so small that he could never reach his destination.

However, there seemed to be a barrier in the distance, the sky above his head, and the ground under his feet, and there was a terrifying pressure everywhere.

In this place, if it weren't for cultivators with great perseverance and great spirit, they would have been directly crushed into lunatics and fools by the omnipresent momentum as soon as they stepped in.

Although it seemed that this place had been abandoned, Caspian did not take it lightly, nor did he act rashly.

This was a trial to enter the Ancient Kingdom sect. This was a place where the cultivators would tremble with fear when they heard the name of the Black-White Pagoda. Even the wind that blew past could separate the flesh and blood of Real Immortal Realms and turn them into ghastly white bones. If one underestimated the enemy, one would definitely suffer a great loss and even die.

Caspian directly activated the way of wisdom, and his divine sense surged out like a tide.

Caspian did not let go of every broken brick and tile, even every grain of yellow sand.

Just as he was concentrating on his surroundings, the void behind him suddenly distorted.

A long pitch-black spear appeared out of thin air, carrying with it a sinister chill. Like a bolt of lightning, it stabbed toward his back.

Swoosh!

The spear pierced through Caspian's body.

However, Caspian's body immediately turned into a residual shadow and was torn into pieces by the force of the spear.

The next moment, Caspian’s figure reappeared.

The one that had just been pierced through was only a shadow left behind after he fled into the void.

Raising his hand, his five fingers emitted a sharp golden light and grabbed the spear.

The power gathered by the stars exploded like the Milky Way. With a bang, the spear was shattered into pieces.

Black Qi gushed out from the broken spear, like smoke of war, the smell of blood and fire, and the shouts of fighting.

A strange figure, half-human and half-beast, with two stories high, immediately appeared in the air.

This figure was like a monster with blood and mud all over its body. Its head was a ferocious wolf's head, but its torso was human, its hands were wolf's claws, and its feet were sheep's hooves.

As soon as it appeared, there was a gust of demonic wind and evil Qi.

The surrounding void was constantly twisting, and terrifying faces appeared one after another. They roared loudly at Caspian. Their sharp voices were enough to tear people's eardrums apart in an instant.

"Departed soul condensed from fiendish energy and Rancorous Qi." Caspian swept his gaze and recognized the nature of this strange human form.

Caspian had encountered similar souls before.

However, the souls he had encountered at that time were too weak. He only needed to use his vigor to directly shatter them.

But the dead soul in front of him was extraordinary.