The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1382

Hong!

Caspian felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind. His whole body felt comfortable. In his mind, there seemed to be a long scroll slowly unfolding. On the scroll, every scene was personally experienced by him.

The air around him was filled with a fresh smell because of his complete recovery. However, the people around didn’t notice because they were nervous.

At the same time, in the air in front of Caspian, with a muffled sound, a dazzling blood flower burst out. What followed were the cries and exclamations around.

Caspian frowned and looked in that direction. The next moment, he stood up and jumped up. In that instant, it was as if a streak of lightning tore through the void, rushing towards the blood flower that exploded.

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On the distant mountain peak, the two people, who were observing this scene, suddenly looked stunned.

“Something’s wrong…” The male cultivator muttered to himself, “Was he blown up all of a sudden?”

He turned around and looked at the female cultivator next to him in confusion. She was also stunned. Her eyes were wide open and full of disbelief.

They just saw an old man rushing toward the purple-gold ape. They firmly believed that the Village Chief was the one they were looking for because of the his resolute momentum. But now, before the old village chief could even get close to the purple-gold ape, he was directly blown up by the sound waves emitted by the demon’s roar and a large stream of terrifying blood mist spread out in the air.

“What, what’s going on? Did we make a mistake?”

The scene that was completely inconsistent with the expectation made the female cultivator uncertain, so that she stammered.

The male cultivator suddenly became hesitant. “Shall we look around again?”

“Wait! What’s that?” As soon as the male cultivator finished speaking, the female cultivator suddenly stretched out her neck and pointed forward, exclaiming.

“Ha?” Just as the male cultivator was about to turn his head, a rumbling sound rang out from the village ahead.

This was not the sound of the purple-gold ape trampling on the ground, but more like someone violently beating a drum. That voice shook everyone’s eardrums.

The next moment, the male cultivator saw a large blood flower blooming in the air in front of him. At the same time, he also saw the purple-gold ape let out a painful wail. Its body was like a hill, and it took a few steps back, and then it fell down.

When it fell down, it was still waving its right arm. The place where its right hand should have been was bare. Blood spurted out of the wound heavily.

Up ahead in mid-air, the slowly blooming blood flower was like a wriggling blood cloud. It stopped in mid-air for a moment, then transformed into a rain of blood that began to fall down.

The villagers stopped crying. Everyone looked at the sky in astonishment.

It was impossible for mortals to see what had just happened. It was not until the thick rain of blood fell on the ground and hit their faces that they realized that the huge demon had been knocked to the ground!

“Village Chief, Village Chief is so powerful!”

Their hearts were filled with ecstasy in an instant. Everyone’s gazes immediately looked around, searching for Village Chief’s direction.

Soon, they saw Village Chief being slowly placed on the ground by a person. And that person was the young man who was carried back from the village entrance yesterday by everyone.

With a thud, Village Chief’s son knelt down first. Next, the other villagers also knelt down toward Caspian.

“Immortal, please save our village!” The crowd kept kowtowing to Caspian.

At this time, Village Chief looked at Caspian with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Although he was still in a trance, the feeling of his body and everything he saw showed that the young man picked up by the villagers yesterday turned out to be a cultivator.