The General of Cloud was indeed very strong.
And it was a kind of power beyond his realm.
Caspian estimated that although the General of Cloud was at peak of the third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.
But in this realm, he was definitely the top existence.
An individual cultivator at entry level of the first stage of Amethyst Palace Realm was probably no match for him and might even be crushed by him.
However, this did not mean that Caspian could not kill him!
Caspian had a trump card.
He had been hiding many of his trump cards.
He had not used it before. On the one hand, it was because he was in Heaven's Edge Sect, and he hoped that he could rely on Heaven's Edge Sect to cultivate a more powerful magical power.
On the other hand, Jessica and the others had just entered Heaven's Edge Sect.
If he fell out with the Crape Myrtle Sect at this time and relied on the horrible power of the guy behind the Gates of Hell, he would have a chance to escape from Heaven's Edge Sect.
But what would happen after that?
It was the end of the world.
The Crape Myrtle Sect and Heaven's Edge Sect would pursue him with a justified reason.
Jessica and the others would surely be implicated because of this.
All the preparations Caspian had made before would end up like this.
But now, the situation was completely different from what Caspian had expected.
If he didn't show his strength, he would be killed by his opponent.
Caspian believed that with the Crape Myrtle Sect's style of doing things, Jessica and others would not be spared and would inevitably be implicated.
In that case, it was impossible for him to be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
However, what Caspian didn't know was that in the depths of his sea of consciousness, there was an intermittent murmur from the Gates of Hell, which had recovered some light green light.
"Ha... A piece of cake..."
"The Yellow Spring's Ungodly Dragon," Caspian said in a low voice.
An aura of violence, misery, disaster, and despair came from his left arm.
All of a sudden, the whole left arm was filled with a terrifying smell.
It was as if that was a path of death.
"You still want to resist? It looks like you really won't give up until you see the coffin." A look of surprise flashed across General of Cloud's eyes, but he immediately sneered. "In that case, go to hell."
Caspian's expression was grave. He clasped the iron ring in his left palm with his right fingers.
In his nostrils, he could already breathe in the thick and bloody smell from hell.
On the viewing platform, Charlotte Sky injected energy into jade identification badge without hesitation.
She couldn't watch Brother Montgomery be killed just like that.
Crape Myrtle Sect had gone too far!
"General of Cloud, if you want to kill him, then throw the disciple in your hand out of the Blood Immortal Platform."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the rolling clouds in the sky.
"Hmm?"
The General of Cloud in the air stopped.
Caspian also stopped what he was doing and looked up at the clouds.
At this moment, the feeling of being spied on grew stronger.
Moreover, he could clearly feel that the divine thoughts spying on him came from behind the clouds.
Sure enough, the Blood Immortal Platform had been noticed from the very beginning.
"On the Blood Immortal Platform, you have to abide by the rules of the Blood Immortal Platform. If you don't follow the rules, then why did the Sect set up the Blood Immortal Platform?
It was better to let the disciples fight at will.
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