The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1570

When one was completely immersed in one thing, time always passed quickly.

The remaining time of May was fleeting.

June also passed quickly.

Soon, it was June 20th.

There were only ten days left before the opening of Spirit Severing Road on June 30th.

In the early morning of this day, in the blood-like fog, the muffled thunder that had lasted for dozens of days suddenly stopped.

A tall figure slowly stood up from the fog.

At this moment, in the blood, he seemed to be the God of Massacre or the God of Destruction coming to the human world.

What added to his killing, invincible, sweeping, and Nirvana Realm aura was a row of dazzling treasures in front of him.

"It's just in time." The figure let out a sigh of relief and twisted his neck, making a cracking sound.

Then, the fog began to dissipate, and the blood-like fire gradually dimmed, revealing Caspian's excited face.

Heavenly Spirit Realm would not feel tired if he did not sleep for dozens of days.

But that was only under normal circumstances.

It should be known that Caspian had been doing things for a long time.

What he did was to spend a lot of effort to refine magic weapons and carve inscriptions.

There was no problem for a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master to refine sharp weapons.

Those who were gifted could refine low-level spirit tools.

However, it took a lot of time and energy. It was normal to spend ten years refining a spirit tool.

However, Caspian had refined and carved more than 10 spirit tools in 40 days.

The consumption of this spiritual energy was enough to squeeze a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master into dry meat.

However, this was only for the other cultivators.

For Caspian, this kind of consumption was also a kind of tempering and cultivation.

His energy and physical strength had to be at their peak every minute during these days of high-intensity consumption.

Therefore, Blood Soul and Divine Sense of Caspian were madly consumed every moment.

But Caspian was not worried about being squeezed dry.

That was because he had two trump cards.

One was the Immortal Demon Physique, and the other was Unsullied Fish-dragon Body.

The Immortal Demon Physique could make his Blood Soul and Divine Sense stronger in this kind of training.

Unsullied Fish-dragon Body could guarantee that Caspian would have a chance to recover if he couldn't hold on all of a sudden.

The two complemented each other and helped Caspian through the most difficult moment in the early stage.

This time, it was also a refinement Caspian when he was refining the tools.

It was as if a huge wave was washing away the impurities in his body.

It was as if the iron plate had been tempered into a stronger refined steel.

Caspian was still standing in the crafting room. He had not changed much from 40 days ago, but his aura had become deeper and more valiant.

As his body moved, the void in the crafting room began to form a force field, showing signs of distortion.

"Creak, creak, creak!" It was like the sound of a steel plate being pried open.

"My strength has become stronger." Caspian closed his eyes and carefully felt it. The moment he opened them again, his eyes seemed to have exploded with the Milky Way, shining with a peerless brilliance.

At this moment, the void in the crafting room exploded into powder in an instant, then reformed and turned into a smooth mirror.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

And it was all because of the change of Caspian's momentum.

Caspian could even clearly feel that the Realm Rampart, which had just been promoted to the entry level of the first stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm, was showing signs of breaking.