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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1503

The morning sunlight penetrated the mist and shone into the rainforest. Because of the strong water vapor, the light in the rainforest often gave people a feeling of halo.

A fingernail-sized mosquito was currently flapping its wings as it flew through the air.

Few people would pay attention to the flight track of a mosquito. But if someone observed carefully at this moment, they would find that the mosquito’s flying was not just like patrolling. Its head, which was constantly twisting left and right, seemed to be observing the surrounding environment.

Buzz…

After almost the time of a meal, the mosquito found that there seemed to be nothing unusual here. It immediately flew to next place.

After a while, with a crash, Caspian came out of the mud where the mosquito had just flown.

With the protection of the Water Shade, his body would naturally not be stained with mud and water. But, his expression was particularly serious.

After staring in the direction where the mosquito had flown off, he sat down cross-legged, took out some Red Willow Fire Scorpions’ tails, stuffed them into his mouth, and began to chew.

Eight days had passed since the last time the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon tried to suppress him. During these eight days, Caspian could clearly feel that the situation was getting more and more tense every day.

In the beginning, he could basically rest for one or two hours. Of course, this kind of rest was not for physical recovery, but for nourishing his injuries.

The wounds that had been struck out by the mantis demon had completely healed after constantly killing demonic beasts and absorbing vigor over the past few days. But because of this, there were more new injuries.

In particular, the injury caused by the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon had not recovered yet.

As a Holy Land Realm cultivator, Caspian had the strength to kill a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator, which was indeed amazing. However, his current upper limit was not enough to deal with many shape-shifting demonic beasts stronger than Heavenly Spirit Realm. Moreover, these demonic beasts were like maggots in the bones, chasing after him without rest.

If it weren’t for the fact that Caspian’s vigor was condensed, his body was strong, and his strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon eight days ago.

Less than an hour before the mosquito flew over, Caspian had just experienced an extremely fierce battle.

Six big demons at the shape-shifting stage, and nearly a hundred early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts surrounded him. Of the six shape-shifting demons, two were as strong as cultivators of the second stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

In order to get rid of the siege, Caspian used up three Chaos Formation arrays at once.

There were a total of 12 Chaos Formation arrays. So far, five of them had been used up. As for the consumption, it was not only the three formation arrays, but also spiritual Qi that Caspian originally felt was boundless.

Spiritual Qi in Caspian’s body was far beyond that of a cultivator at the same level. But in the battle just now, it was almost all used up.

This was under the condition that Caspian’s recovery ability was far beyond that of a cultivator at the same level. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to escape from the encirclement of the demonic beasts.

‘In Evil Mountain Range, the eyes of the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon are everywhere… It seemed that this guy had spread his divine thoughts to every corner of the rainforest over the years. Judging from the current situation, there will not be a long time for me to rest here… I have to recover part of my spiritual Qi as soon as possible in such a short time. Otherwise, there may be some trouble next…’

It was inevitable that Caspian began to miss the one behind the Gates of Hell and the Gates of Hell.

Even if he couldn’t use the other party’s strength, just to talk to the other party and ease his mood, it was still not bad.

A moment after this thought came to Caspian’s mind, he threw it aside. Time was pressing and he could not afford to waste.

He stuffed two pieces of spirit stones into his mouth and chewed them like a crispy pancake. At the same time, Caspian took out the furnace.

Although there was a huge amount of spirit stones in Caspian, since he had time at the moment, he would also refine some Spirit-recovering Pills in case of emergency.

While chewing spirit stones, Caspian took the opportunity to check several wounds on his body.

It was very difficult for Caspian to get hurt now. Even if he was injured, his strong self-healing ability could help him recover in a short time. Therefore, since there were still wounds on his body at this time, these wounds could not be easily caused.

If Caspian still could not figure it out, then he was no longer Caspian.

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