The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1892

The terrifying might of a heavenly tribulation caused countless cultivators to turn pale from shock.

Some even crawled to the ground, shivering.

Everyone was even more amazed.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Spirit Realm?"

"How is that possible?"

"I'm afraid that even a third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm peak can't beat him!"

"Half-step Violet Manor! This power is definitely half-step Violet Manor!"

"Mo Buyu must be a peerless genius cultivated by Crape Myrtle Sect, but who is the other person?"

"Mo Buyu is only at the second level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but that man is on par with him. Which sect is he from?"

The more they discussed, the more shocked they became.

For a moment, many people felt their blood stop flowing, and their hearts went cold.

Even some of the cultivators' Dao hearts were affected because of this. They had felt that they could cultivate to the Heavenly Spirit Realm and crosse the gap, and they were complacent.

But now, it turned out that there were more excellent people, and they were both the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Even if the other side's realm was lower than his, the other party could have such strength. Wasn't it a joke for him to be proud of the past?

This kind of feeling was similar to that of those in the mundane world who said, "Those who are better than me work harder than me, then what's the point of working hard?" It was easy to make people lose the will to advance.

And once these cultivators had such thoughts, their Taoist Heart would waver.

After that, it would be easy for him to doubt himself. It would be good if he could keep his realm steady.

At the same time, Caspian could also feel that numerous divine thoughts and countless eyes were gathered here.

At this time, he was even gladder that he had used his All Life Ghost Mask to cover up his real appearance.

At this moment, the only thing he was worried about was whether Mo Buyu would recognize him if he tried his best.

What was more, if Mo Buyu was smashed again like last time, would he, Caspian, be suppressed by Crape Myrtle Sect?

After all, this blessed land was opened by Crape Myrtle Sect.

It was not impossible for a mighty figure to descend and suppress him.

In an instant, all kinds of possibilities and methods appeared in the mind of Caspian.

At this moment, Mo Buyu's attack was like a raging river, almost breaking through the sky, making it hard for people to breathe.

Countless rays of light, flickering with lightning, flames, flood, and earthquake, crushed together. It was as if a world was about to be completely destroyed.

Caspian's figure was faintly discernible. It looked like a small boat in a hurricane. It could be smashed into pieces at any time by the huge waves, leaving no bones.

The various countermeasures, ideas, strategies, and plans in his mind were constantly denied.

Finally, there was only one word left-fight.

Thinking of this, Caspian also laughed at himself in his heart. "I'm a little overcautious. How can I restrain myself because this is the territory of Crape Myrtle Sect?"

"If I lose because I'm afraid of the Crape Myrtle Sect, it's against my conscience. What's more, losing to Mo Buyu will become my inner demon and even affect my mood when I face him again in the future."

And how could I think that if I lost, the Crape Myrtle Sect would let me go?

"Even if there are masters from the Crape Myrtle Sect coming to suppress me, I will at least defeat Mo Buyu!"

What's more, do you think I don't have the strongest trump card since Crape Myrtle Sect has masters?"

After thinking it through, Caspian immediately understood and no longer hesitated.

His eyes sparkled.

At this moment, the sweeping wind, water, and fire seized the opportunity to attack.