The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1063

“It’s him!”

Hearing the heart-palpitating footsteps, the faces of all cultivators present changed. Before this guy showed up, his footsteps alone made everyone feel great pressure.

At this time, the man was covered by flood. Although he was in human figure, he felt like an ancient giant beast. Suddenly, he tore the void apart and flew out in a rage. At this moment, there was even a gust of hurricane in the temple.

“Where is that guy?” The armored fellow slowly turned his head.

After sweeping his gaze over everyone, he appeared to be a little uncertain. He clearly felt the existence of that guy before. But why couldn’t he feel it when they were close?

At the same time, Caspian felt that there was no sound behind the Gates of Hell.

Thinking of the previous attitude and the words of the guy in front of him, Caspian quickly figured out who this guy in armor was looking for.

“Is this your old friend?” Caspian asked in his heart.

Behind the Gates of Hell, it was extremely quiet. Even the Hell Monsoon that had been scraped all year round could not be felt at this moment.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it. Anyway, I think so,” Caspian sneered.

The guy in armor just now accidentally exposed an extremely important piece of information. He came from at least five thousand years ago. If he was looking for the one behind the Gates of Hell, then the person behind the Gates of Hell could be considered a figure at least five thousand years ago. In addition, this so-called Great Demon Palace was the former palace of the guy behind the Gates of Hell. With the age and address, Caspian didn’t believe that he couldn’t find out that guy’s real identity.

While Caspian was thinking about this, a familiar intermittent voice suddenly came from behind the Gates of Hell.

“He… You can’t defeat… Him…”

“How do I know if I don’t try?” Caspian snorted.

Although Caspian was not convinced, he became extremely vigilant. He was well aware of the strength of the person behind the Gates of Hell. This was an existence that even the Green Paradise Sect ancestor had to obediently send his soul over once the guy revealed his aura.

Since the guy said that Caspian was no match for the other party, no matter how unconvinced Caspian was, it was most likely true.

“Where is that guy?” At this time, the guy in armor made a metallic friction sound.

“Who exactly are you? How did you get into the Spirit Severing Road?” The white-robed cultivator frowned and shouted.

“I just said that no one dared to talk to me like this five thousand years ago.”

“It’s not five thousand years ago. Don’t play tricks…” Before the cultivator in white could finish his last word, his eyes suddenly narrowed. All his hair stood on end, an unprecedented fear filled his heart.

Almost out of instinct, he let out a long howl and quickly retreated. The long sword in his hand shook violently.

“Great Desert Lone Smoke!”

Hong!

With a wave of the sword radiance, a sandstorm sprang up on the flat ground. A dragon-shaped whirlwind, which was straight and shocking, burst out a dragon roar and rolled toward the armor. All the vitality around him was locked, and the sand rubbed against each other fiercely in the air, making dazzling sparks.

”An ant…” The guy in armor let out a cold snort. He waved his arm and made a grasping motion.