The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1772

"Who is he?"

The other demons were curious when they saw how furious Black flood dragon was.

At this time, the big demon who had transformed into a sika deer also returned to its original place in one step and looked carefully at the phantom condensed by Caspian.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm going to inform my ancestor right now." Black flood dragon waved its hand and immediately closed its eyes.

Moments later, streams of divine thoughts were released from its body.

"Ancestor?"

Not only the other three shapeshifting demons, but also Sun Mou, who was dozens of miles away, was shocked.

The ancestor was a cultivator equivalent to an Amethyst Palace Realm!

"Junior Brother Montgomery, when did you have anything to do with Black flood dragon? Furthermore, it's an Ancestor-level demonic beast!" Sun Mou found it difficult to breathe.

After a short while, Sun Mou felt an intense aura gathering above his head.

At that moment, it was as if all the thunderclouds in the surrounding tens of thousands of miles had gathered here and almost crushed the ground.

The sika deer, the wild boar, and the hedgehog couldn't help but tremble as they looked at the thick gray clouds.

"This is... the descent of an ancestor!" Although Sun Mou tried his best to remain calm, his upper and lower teeth still started to collide uncontrollably in the face of this pressure that was on a completely different level.

He tried his best to hide his aura.

Because the four shapeshifting demons in front of him could not compare with the ancestor of the demon clan.

Once he was discovered by the ancestor, he would be turned into ashes with just a divine thought of the ancestor.

Moreover, the possibility of him being exposed to the eyes of the Ancestor was much higher than being exposed to the four shapeshifting demons!

If he could dig a hole now, Sun Mou would definitely dig a deep pit with a radius of 50 kilometers on the ground without hesitation and then hide inside without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, a crack suddenly appeared in the clouds in the sky.

This gap was about 70 to 80 mioles long.

Fierce, gloomy, rich, and evil aura surged out from it and poured down.

The sea of clouds near the Immortal Mountain began to slow down, and the seven-colored glow faded away.

With a series of thuds, the four shapeshifting demons knelt on the ground at the same time.

The next moment, a middle-aged woman in a long black dress, who looked to be in her thirties, stepped out of the crack with a gloomy face and slowly landed.

Although her figure fell down at a visible track, if you looked carefully, you would feel that she was not there, but somewhere else, as if it was always elusive.

At this time, Sun Mou had buried his head deeply in the sea of clouds and did not dare to look up.

The divine sense that had been released before was also taken back.

Moreover, he not only withdrew it, but also shrank it back into his pores, meridians, and the deepest part of his Dantian sea of consciousness.

At this moment, he really wanted to seal himself up and completely turn himself into a stone.

The middle-aged woman landed in front of the four shapeshifting demons and immediately asked, "Where is he?"

"Ancestir." Black flood dragon kowtowed and straightened his back. "I just discovered his whereabouts and knew that he was a human cultivator that you are searching for. Therefore, I informed you immediately.

As for where he is going, if everything goes well, he should be in the immortal mansion secret realm."

The middle-aged woman's gaze swept past Black flood dragon as she looked at Caspian’s phantom behind the black flood dragon.

Because of the appearance of the ancestor, the aura in the body of the sika deer was chaotic, and at this time, the figure had become blurred.

It looked like a reflection in the water that had been thrown into a stone. At this time, it looked crooked and difficult to recognize.