The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1739

In an instant, this disciple thought of what would happen to him.

Without Caspian's help, Cangyang Gate could tear him to pieces from top to bottom.

Moreover, it was one thing that he was dead, but the family he used to live in must suffer with him.

With this in mind, the disciple's hair stood on end.

"Go ahead. I'll wait for you for 24 hours. If your Sect Master doesn't come, I'll kill the people here first and then look for you," Caspian said.

At this time, there was no need for Caspian to say more.

The eyes of the Cangyang Gate disciples on the spot had already made it difficult for the disciple of Holy Land Realm to sit still, and he did not dare to delay at all.

After sending the Holy Land Realm cultivator away, Caspian sat cross-legged on the spot and meditated.

24 hours was the last chance he gave to Cangyang Gate.

Just as Caspian was waiting, a mysterious cultivator came to Silver City that Caspian had been to before.

The cultivator was wrapped in a wide cloak, walking on the streets of Silver City in a hurry.

In the end, he stopped at the original location of Lianyue Cloth Shop.

By now, Lianyue Cloth Shop had already disappeared from the ground.

The only thing left was a big pit and a mess all over the ground.

In the past few days, many bold cultivators had taken the risk to try their luck and wanted to find some treasures left behind.

Unfortunately, the original treasure house had been moved away, leaving nothing behind.

Even so, there were still many people around. They were pointing at the big pit and listening to the residents of the city who Master of Heavenly Spirit Realm fight with their own eyes that day, telling them the specific process of the incident.

The cultivator in a cloak looked around while listening to the half-truths and half-fake of the people around him, while carefully observing the big pit.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

Not long after, he felt a warm sensation on his wrist.

He looked down and saw a piece of jade on his wrist, which was slightly red at this time.

Seeing this scene, he took another deep look at the big pit and then turned to leave.

However, the cultivator in the cloak did not leave Silver City. Instead, he made several turns in the city and turned toward an alley.

After a while, he came to a shabby house where there were few people. He stopped and reached out to knock on the door.

The door opened immediately.

An eye looked at the cloaked cultivator through the gap in the door.

The cultivator in the cloak did not speak. Instead, he raised his arm and showed the jade stone on his wrist to the other party.

The look in the eye was obviously shocked, and then the door opened.

The cultivator in the cloak immediately flashed in, and the door was closed again.

At this moment, there were seven or eight cultivators standing in the yard behind the door.

These cultivators were all in Pulse Control Realm.

Although they were cultivators, at this moment, they were all like frightened birds. Their faces were full of panic, and anyone who saw them would feel pity for them.

At this time, seeing the cultivator in the cloak coming over, they forced themselves to cheer up and stood straight.

The cultivator in the cloak walked up to these people and slowly lifted the cloak.

Under the cloak was a young man with dark red hair.

The young man's skin was very white, to the point where the veins and blood vessels could almost be seen.