The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1888

"No!"

The disciples of the Chuchen Sect shouted desperately.

All of a sudden, the chains on their bodies were unleashed, and the air around them shattered.

Bang!

A series of sounds of flesh exploding came.

These disciples of the Chuchen Sect were like firecrackers, blasting flesh and blood everywhere.

As Caspian released his fist, the chains filled with a destructive aura returned to the depths of the void.

When he turned around and looked at the people from the Wanxia Palace, they were all kneeling in front of Caspian, shivering under the leadership of the leading female cultivator.

Caspian did not speak, but looked at them quietly.

As time went by, the pressure on the disciples of the Wanxia Palace increased tenfold.

For them, it was as long as hundreds of years.

Caspian's patience was gradually losing.

The light in his eyes slowly condensed.

He had already given the conditions.

However, if the Wanxia Palace did not give an answer in time, Caspian would not wait patiently.

However, the disciples of the Wanxia Palace clearly knew their limits.

After confirming that they were no match for Caspian, they immediately chose to submit.

And at this time, before Caspian completely lost patience, the leading female cultivator took the initiative to offer the magic weapon in her hands to Caspian.

Before leaving, she had to bow to Caspian. "Thank you for not killing me, Master."

Losing her magic weapon naturally made her heart ache.

But at this time, they had no hatred for Caspian.

On the contrary, their hearts were filled with happiness.

Fortunately, they did not cooperate with the Tiangang Sect or the Chuchen Sect at that time, nor did they show any obvious killing intent.

The other party must also know that they wanted to look for precious treasures here.

Otherwise, Caspian would not have asked them to hand over the magic weapon as punishment.

However, it was the luckiest thing for them to survive unscathed.

After flying for more than 5,000 kilometers, these disciples stopped and looked back with lingering fear.

They looked into each other's eyes and kept silent about what had happened.

It was as if nothing had happened.

After Caspian waited for a while, Handsome also flew back with the storage pouches of the disciples of the Tiangang Sect and Chuchen Sect.

These disciples were like ants in front of Caspian.

But they must be big shots in the Elders in their respective sects.

Therefore, they naturally carried a lot of magic weapons and talismans with them.

Especially this time, in order to fight for treasures, there must be a battle.

In order to fight, there must be someone among these cultivators who would go to the higher levels of the sect to borrow treasures.

Now all these treasures belonged to Caspian.

With the dozen or so storage pouches, Caspian flew for a while, finally finding a secluded location. After landing on the ground, he flicked his finger to lay down a fantasy array, then sat down cross-legged and waved his arm.

Immediately, more than a dozen storage pouches floated in front of Caspian.

The restrictive spells in the storage pouches were destroyed with a sweep of his divine will.