The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1341

Caspian’s gaze shifted slightly. Moments later, his expression returned to its usual calm.

He turned to look at the person beside him who was like him. “What on earth is that old guy doing?”

Naturally, the identity of the person Caspian was talking to was just too obvious. He was the one behind the Gates of Hell.

“A rare ability…” The other party said, “It might be an ancient inheritance.”

“The Three Life Mountain, the previous life, this present life, and the future. It turns out to be the Three lives…”

After thinking for a while, Caspian looked at the person next to him again and asked with a smile, “Why don’t you talk anymore?”

After that, Caspian imitated the other party’s tone.

“Perhaps… Some sort of ancient… Inheritance…”

“Aren’t you always like this when you talk? Why was it gone now? Could it be that the zombies that you swallowed earlier fed you full?” Caspian’s tone was teasing.

The other party rolled his eyes and ignored Caspian.

Originally, he just wanted to tease the one behind the Gates of Hell, but now that the other party didn’t answer, Caspian naturally wouldn’t be too entangled in this matter.

He soon returned to reality.

“Am I now trapped in the memories of the past? Can I still see the past and the future? What about the others?”

“I don’t know,” The answer from the guy behind Gates of Hell was very straightforward. ”But the longer you stay here, the more dangerous you will be…”

Caspian also understood the danger mentioned by the other party.

Just like him just now, if he had not been awakened by the other party, he might not have realized that he was actually in the depths of his memory. In this way, if he saw himself again in his previous life or even himself in his next life, his three identities and three pieces of memory might directly cause his consciousness to collapse and he would become a madman or an idiot. And even if he didn’t become an idiot, his body was still in the palace.

The only thing he prayed for now was that the old man was really a mortal. In this case, it would not be easy to kill them as cultivators in a short time.

“However, this is only a short period of time…” Caspian muttered.

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In the palace, the old man, the former emperor, was sitting on the coffin, and the twisted human figure on the coffin was under his butt.

Faced with Caspian and the others, who were still sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and ate the fruits bite by bite.

The fruit cores and skin under his feet had piled up on the ground. A strong fragrance emanated from the fruit cores and the skin. The Heaven Treasure and Earth Treasure that had existed for more than 20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure that could drive any cultivator crazy. However, this elder turned a blind eye to them, only eating fruit flesh.

After saying this, Caspian looked at the guy opposite
him with questioning eyes.