The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 117

Sean’s eyes were burning with murderous intent, and he showed how a Pulse Control Realm cultivator could easily suppress a True Martial Realm warrior.

The blade light appeared to have intertwined into a net in the air, covering Jasmine in it as Sean wanted to ground Jasmine into pieces.

“You’re not that lucky this time.” Sean secretly sneered.

There was no escape under his swordsmanship.

At this time, Sean noticed Jasmine’s smug smile.

Then, Jasmine abruptly raised his hand, and a ray of white light flung to the ground.

Bang!

As the loud sound came, Jasmine’s figure was immediately enveloped by a dense layer of white smoke.

“Sh*t!” Sean’s pupils constricted, and he rushed toward where Jasmine was standing before this as he slashed furiously.

Swoosh!

The stab rolled up a mass of air current, causing the white smoke to surge furiously, but Sean did not slash at anything.

As Sean was secretly cursing nonstop, he hurriedly looked around his surroundings.

The white smoke was utterly dense, and Sean could not even see anything in front of him, let alone Leonardo.

After looking around him, Sean only felt as if he turned blind.

Nevertheless, Sean was instantly filled with an unprecedented shame and anger as Jasmine once again escaped.

Next, he leaped high into the air and landed on a massive tree nearby.

Although the dense smoke covered a large area, it had a height limitation, and it was only able to reach about one story high.

When Sean looked down from the tree, he only saw the white smoke was continuing to spread to the surroundings, and he estimated that it would not subside so soon.

Moreover, light and shadow alternated in the white mist.

It would still be alright if it were a close distance, but if it were slightly further, it would be hard to see any silhouettes clearly.

“Where did he go?!” Sean gnashed his teeth and slapped the tree trunk in front of him.

With a loud bang, the tree trunk fell from mid-air and hit the thick smoke.

A muffled thud sounded, but the log was nowhere to be seen.

“Do you think you can run away? That’ s impossible.

No warrior ever escaped from a cultivator, and you’re the same!” Sean snorted.

After pondering for a moment, he took a slim bamboo tube and blasted yellow fireworks into the sky.

After that, he landed on the ground and slashed his sword around.

In an instant, a rock not far away was flattened, and he meditated on it cross-legged.

An hour later, Tony led a group of Yates family members in the distance.

As they entered the outback of the Dark Cloud Forest, this group of Yates family members was nervous, and they approached Sean while looking vigilantly at their surroundings.

However, their expressions looked a little wretched, making them appear sneaky and guilty instead.

After a while, they finally found Sean.

“Why did it take you all so long?” Even though Tony was older than him, Sean’s tone was unforgiving at all.

The reason was simple, Sean was a Pulse Control Realm, whereas Tony was a True Martial Realm.

Therefore, even though they were both the Yates family elders, Sean’s position was much higher than Tony’s.

Facing Sean’s reproach, Tony did not dare to argue.

Instead, he answered with a smile, “Our realms aren’t as high as yours.

Hence, we need to be extra careful when we’re in the outback of this Dark Cloud Forest…”

As he was saying that, Tony glanced around and noticed that there was no sign of the young man’s corpse, and he could not help but feel strange.

He was sensible enough not to ask Sean about it.

However, Sean saw right through Tony’s thoughts.

Then, at the thought of how he was a cultivator, but he did not manage to kill a warrior even though he attacked twice, Sean was instantly angrier.