The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1223

Because the guy was in the sea of consciousness of Caspian, most of the time, the person behind the Gates of Hell could clearly see what Caspian was doing. Therefore, at this moment, Caspian looked around curiously for something, which made the one behind the Gates of Hell feel strange. Because in his eyes, Caspian seemed to be looking for something he had seen before.

But the problem was, how could there be anything Caspian had seen in the Sword Tomb?

“What… Are you looking for…”

Seeing that Caspian ignored him, the guy behind Gates of Hell couldn’t help asking again.

“I’m looking for the old Grandpa,” Caspian replied impatiently.

“The old grandpa?” The one behind the Gates of Hell used a rare tone of doubt this time.

“Yes, I’ve heard before that there is a very powerful old Grandpa in every adventure, so there should be.”

Caspian looked around. ”But why didn’t I see him?”

“The interior of the Sword Tomb… How could there be… Someone…”

“It seems that if you have a chance in the future, you have to read more about the book to replenish your brain, which is as empty as the Doomsday Valley.”

Caspian would not waste this opportunity to mock him.

“Ha… Ha… Do you still… Want to… Go out…”

“I wanted to go out just now, but I don’t want now.”

“Wh-what…”

“Look at that,” Caspian reached out and pointed ahead.

In the direction of his finger, a beam of light was shooting straight toward him.

“Didn’t you just say that there would be no one here? Now there is a second one.”

The light came quickly, and its target was Caspian. Since he had been discovered by the other party, there was no need to hide. Caspian stood there naturally and waited for the sword-like light to arrive in front of him in a moment. This cluster of light was a pale golden color. It was just like a cluster of smoke that could not be scattered as it slowly floated in front of Caspian.

One could vaguely make out the outline of a human face from the smoke.

“Old Grandpa?”

“This is… Divine thought… ”

“Of course I know it’s divine thoughts. Why can’t it be the old Grandpa‘s divine thoughts?”

“Someone… Is… Communicating with… This Sword Tomb’s… Master…”

“Send a message to Yates Gandi?” Caspian frowned slightly, looked at the golden light, and said decisively, “How can we leave here?”

A moment later, Caspian returned to reality. A complicated expression appeared in his eyes as he looked at the long sword in his hand, which seemed to be condensed from light. This light sword should be an adventure and an opportunity. The Cultivation Method that Yates Gandi mastered might even come from here. However, Yates Gandi seemed to have done something else.

Caspian did not touch the light that sent the message to Yates Gandi. Because he was not sure who the other party was.