The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1312

Half of the National Master’s body was buried in the ground. And, half of his head collapsed.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured and would not be able to move. But the Nation Master jumped up from the ground as soon as he landed. Except for the strangely sunken head, he didn’t feel any pain in other aspects, let alone hurt himself.

Seeing this scene, Caspian cannot help sighing, “A zombie really is strange. It won’t hurt even if it’s cut open.”

The Nation Master stood up exasperatedly. The first thing he did was to look at the Eight Divine Ruler in his hand. The next moment, the green ghost fire in his eyes jumped violently because of surprise.

There was no response from the Eight Divine Ruler!

There were only two possibilities for such a result.

First, there was no spiritual Qi in this person’s body. The second possibility was that this person did not use spiritual Qi.

The Nation Master looked up and threw a glance at Caspian with his remaining eyes. Seeing that the other party was actually a foot off the ground and standing in the air, the ghost fire in the Nation Master’s eyes suddenly expanded.

‘This guy is flying!’

In the era of the Nation Master’s survival, the environment and the realm of cultivators were not so detailed now. Moreover, he had never seen a flying cultivator before. Therefore, seeing this scene at this moment, Nation Master could no longer remain calm. Even though he was a zombie that could scare people to scream, he couldn’t help exclaiming when he saw Caspian standing in the air.

The Nation Master felt that if his heart was still beating, when he saw this scene at this time, his heartbeat would stop suddenly!

‘This guy is definitely a cultivator, and not an ordinary cultivator!’ Nation Master stared at Caspian and muttered with his crooked mouth.

Since the other party had taken the initiative to admit the identity of cultivator, the first possibility was naturally denied. Then there was only the second possibility left.

He had not used his spiritual Qi at all!

Thinking of this, Nation Master couldn’t help but reach out to touch his sunken cheeks. When he touched the tentacle, his body couldn’t help but tremble.

The zombie was known for his extraordinary strength and strong body. But just now, the guy hovering in mid-air had displayed even more terrifying power.

When facing the National Master, the cultivator even disdained to use spiritual Qi and magics!

And he couldn’t even see his opponent’s movements clearly, let alone withstand his opponent’s attack. As for his own head, it was much easier to explain why it had only sunk in and not completely exploded.

His opponent did not use his full strength!

‘This guy…’

The Nation Master’s eyes were full of green ghost fire, showing all kinds of hatred and resentment. This kind of emotion had never appeared before.

“It’s a damn Body Refiner. I really didn’t expect that there would be a Body Refiner after twenty thousand years…” The Nation Master’s fingers that were holding the Eight Divine Ruler cracked.

At this time, he saw Caspian stretching out two hands to him. His two fingers opened, indicating “Ten”.

The Nation Master was stunned for a moment and immediately recalled the half sentence he heard when he was sent flying.

‘Ten more…’

If he connected the other party’s actions at this moment, it meant that this guy would humiliate him ten times like before!

Thinking of this, the Nation Master began to tremble with anger. He didn’t even remember how many years it had been since he was insulted like this.

“Tear this fellow apart!”

After receiving the Nation Master’s order, the group of Corpse Generals suddenly rushed toward Caspian in the center like a tide. Instantly, countless dark and horrible rays of light swept toward Caspian, surging like black tides and falling like dark night.

In the Corpse Tide, Caspian was like a small boat, an ant and he seemed to be completely swallowed up in the next moment and would never be reborn.

It was not only because of the shock caused by Caspian’s elbow strike. In fact, just by standing there, Caspian made him feel an unprecedented pressure. This kind of pressure, like a rabbit meeting a tiger, came from the depths of its soul. It was the most instinctive fear.

The Nation Master was staring at Caspian. He saw the other party raise his eyelids.

“You think you have many people, so you can defeat me?” Caspian, who was gradually swallowed up by the Corpse Tide, smiled with a faint smile.

The National Master’s ears were filled with the sound of corpse generals stepping on the ground and all kinds of screams. So he did not hear what Caspian said. But in next seconds, he found that his hand holding the Eight Divine Ruler was shaking uncontrollably.

The surging Corpse Generals were like the most violent flood, engulfing Caspian in the blink of an eye.