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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1981

A beam of light fell from the sky and illuminated an area.

The pure light made people feel that the air had become clean for a while.

Under the light, a crystal skull appeared in front of Caspian.

The crystal skull was about the size of a house.

In the crystal was water flowing like a clear spring.

This stream of water was incomparably clear. The rhythm created when it flowed at this time was able to instantly calm people down.

"Is this the treasure that can help a cultivator advance?"

Caspian pondered.

From the purple-robed man's memory, Caspian had learned that this was an "innate treasure".

Like the West Sea Soul-revealing Bead Caspian had obtained before, they were all derived from the Great Tao and naturally formed. They were not refined by anyone.

No matter who got such a treasure, it was a great blessing.

"No wonder Ghost Kill Pavilions can rise rapidly in a short time, and the high-level cultivators among them are endless.

Although it is just an organization formed by individual cultivators, its hidden strength is enough to make many sects dare not provoke it easily."

At this moment, seeing this innate treasure, Caspian completely understood.

Innate treasures could quickly improve the realm of cultivators, and they would not have some bad effects like elixirs.

This was simply giving others a 'Pure Jade Physique', making others envious.

"As long as you cultivate inside, everyone will become Jessica." Caspian raised his hand and was about to grab the crystal skull.

But just as the force was about to approach the skull, a layer of light suddenly appeared in the void.

The light film was extremely resilient and blocked the power of Caspian.

At the same time, there came the sound of evening drums and morning bells.

With a loud knock, the shadows of two mountains appeared on both sides of the hollow, as if thick fog had spread.

At the top of the two mountains, a cultivator sat cross-legged on each of them.

One was gray-haired, dry and thin, like an old man. It was extremely difficult for him to even speak.

The other one was a middle-aged woman. She was fat and had vertical eyebrows. She looked very fierce.

However, no matter how they looked, Caspian could feel the pressure from their bodies.

The magical power of Amethyst Palace Realm was much stronger than the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

At this time, what the two showed in front of Caspian were not their real bodies, but the projection made by the magical power.

Streaks of deep and mighty light made the two figures look like lofty mountains, with the sky above them, eternal life, and overlooking all living creatures.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, just because he was intimidated by the other party's aura, his body would already tremble, soul swaying about.

Caspian glanced around and looked calm. He suddenly pushed his five fingers forward.

Boom!

The light film quickly collapsed, and the sound of mountains collapsing and earth cracking burst out.

The light cast from the sky suddenly became messy and dim as if it had been shattered.

After a while, the film of light was pushed to the extreme. It was about to be torn apart, leaving only a line of distance.

"How dare you!" At this time, a fierce shout sounded from the depths of the void.

The fat female cultivator, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, was surrounded by circles of light and exuded a mysterious aura, like a beam of light passing through the long river of time. She suddenly stepped out of the myth and appeared above Caspian in an instant.

"Immortal Mansion is an important place. Stop right now!" The female cultivator looked down at Caspian with a stern tone and glared at him.

Like a tide, waves of pressure came crashing toward Caspian.

Caspian's hands keep moving nonstop. With a faint smile, he looked at the opponent, "Ghost Kill Pavilion has also become an immortal mansion?"

"Hmm?" The female cultivator's eyes flashed.

She had not revealed any information about the Ghost Kill Pavilion because she did not want to expose the background of this place.

According to her original plan, even if a cultivator accidentally broke in, after feeling the pressure of the two Amethyst Palace Realm Spiritual Masters, he would retreat.

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