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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1219

“Fellow Cultivator, is there anything we can do for you?!” The middle-aged cultivator shouted from afar again.

Seeing that Caspian did not respond, he immediately winked at the people around him. The other clan members looked at each other and smiled knowingly. They felt that they had already guessed the possible situation.

The Holy Land Realm cultivator in front and the corpse lying on the ground should be the two sides fighting here in the early morning. One of them was dead, and the other was not dead, but he was seriously injured.

Otherwise, why had he been sitting here meditating?

And when they talked to him, he did not dare to respond directly.

To put it bluntly, this guy was guilty and scared. However, in the eyes of this group of people, even if Caspian was seriously injured, he was still at the third level of Holy Land Realm, which was the same as the highest realm on their side.

So they had to be careful.

Seeing that Caspian did not pay attention to them, the middle-aged cultivator’s heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and his expression became much calmer. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Caspian.

“Fellow Cultivator, we mean no harm. If you don’t mind, we‘ll go there…”

He actually was testing Caspian step by step.

‘I first asked you if you needed any help. According to your response, then I’ll try again and gradually lower the bottom line. When I finally find out that you can’t protect your wealth, I’ll kill you. A third stage of Holy Land Realm cultivator would definitely carry a lot of things, and it was very likely that he would have good stuff on him…’

After all, there was only a small gap between the third level of Holy Land Realm and Heavenly Spirit Realm.

After thinking of this, the middle-aged cultivator gave a hint to his clansmen.

The group of people seemed to be walking carefully toward Caspian. But it one paid attention, one would find that their positions were like a big net, wrapping around Caspian bit by bit.

Caspian had just put away his spoils of war. When he saw the group of people, he immediately frowned and raised his hand to cut. With a swoosh, the saber radiance suddenly left a 100-foot-long gully on the ground and stood in front of the group of cultivators.

Caspian raised his eyelids, glanced at the crowd, and said lightly, “If you move forward, I will kill you. Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking…”

These people were stunned when they saw this. They had been waiting for Caspian’s response. But they didn’t expect that the other party would be so fierce as soon as he reacted. The group of cultivators’ faces froze when their thoughts were exposed. They couldn’t help but look at the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged man was the leader of this group of people, so they still had to do things according to his will. His face darkened at this moment.

It was one thing to be exposed. More importantly, he heard strong killing intent and disdain from the other party’s tone at this moment.

The other party really dared to make a move.

Looking at the ravine on the ground again, the middle-aged cultivator couldn’t help but compare in his heart.

If it was him, could a seemingly casual slash have such power?

Before he could say anything, the young man could no longer hold back. In his eyes, Caspian looked about the same age as him.

Then why was it that this guy was at the third stage of Holy Land Realm and he was only at first stage of Holy Land Realm?

‘And even if you are at the third stage of Holy Land Realm, why are you so arrogant? We haven’t done anything yet! We also have third stage of Holy Land Realm experts on our side, and we have more people than you! You should be the one who should act with a tail between your legs!’

The more the young man thought about it, the more unconvinced he became. Of course, it also included the storage pouch and long sword that Caspian had put into his pocket.

This was really eye-catching.

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