A cultivator at the second Stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.
Dressed in a black robe, he appeared behind Cui Jie like a shadow.
Cui Jie was also a Heavenly Spirit Realm.
However, since he just stepped into the threshold of Heavenly Spirit Realm, his momentum was immediately suppressed by the appearance of the black-robed man.
The black-robed man Uncle Qin was like a black hole. In an instant, he absorbed all the temperature at the scene, making people feel a chill in their bones.
"Second stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm," Caspian murmured, looking at him.
"Ha, you're scared, aren't you? But it's still too late!" Cui Jie said proudly. He glared at Caspian and then took a step aside. "Uncle Qin, don't hesitate to kill him. If the matter is exposed, no one will do anything to you as long as I'm taking the responsibility."
"Don't worry, Young Master Jie. With me here, no one will know who did it." A dry voice came from inside the black robe.
In the next moment, a skinny and pale palm stretched out from under the black robe. He raised his palm and raised his five fingers.
Swoosh!
A light curtain quickly rose from the surrounding sea surface, and then disappeared with a move of the light.
Although the light curtain could no longer be seen, at this moment, the scene gave people an extremely mysterious feeling.
It was as if the Sea Area had become a separate space. No matter what happened outside, no one could detect what had happened inside.
"The isolation array," muttered Caspian.
" Seventh Brother, it’s unexpected that after you went out for a while, although you came back with dust on your face, your knowledge has increased a lot." Cui Jie sneered repeatedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Qin immediately said, "With this formation, no one can see through what has happened here. Even if someone investigates later, they can at most find vigor and spiritual Qi. They will never connect it with Young Master Jie because of this."
"Uncle Qin, since you are making a move, there is no need for me to be worried." Cui Jie chuckled and pointed at Caspian. "Uncle Qin, do as I said just now. Destroy his cultivation and turn him into a waste. Then break his legs and make him kneel in front of me."
Immediately, Caspian felt a cold gaze fall on him from under the cloak.
Caspian blinked and couldn't help talking to himself, "I just wanted to avoid those prying eyes. I didn't expect you to be more ruthless than me. You even used the isolation formation.
But is this formation really so effective?"
"In a while, you can scream and try to see if anyone outside will hear you." Cui Jie smiled grimly.
At this time, in his opinion, Caspian was like a turtle in a jar.
Since he had decided to torture Cui Bing today, Cui Jie was naturally willing to ridicule Cui Bing in terms of words.
"But I don't think so." Caspian turned his head to the left and right, suddenly raised his foot and stamped down.
Hong!
There was no explosion, no huge waves, and even no change in the airflow.
But at this moment, everyone present felt as if there was a thunder in their heads.
The sudden violent roar almost shattered their spirits.
For a moment, everyone's brain went blank and they stood there in a daze.
Only Caspian stood on the boat with a slight smile.
The next moment, a crack appeared in the void under his feet.
At first, this crack was as thick as hair, but the next moment, it suddenly spread out.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
In an instant, it spread to the surrounding void. From the sky to the sea surface, it was like a wall formed by falling snowflakes, surrounding everyone.
Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene seemed to realize something.
The sound of gasping and groaning in fear began to come from spirit boats.
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