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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2190

The river was boiling and steaming.

A powerful force descended like a burning meteorite.

Splash.

Hot steam rose into the sky.

The cyan and white clouds around them were churning violently, and there was a sharp and ear-piercing scream!

This voice was enough to tear people's eardrums.

Waves of sound even turned into clusters of arrows and exploded in the void.

Caspian's eyes did not flash at all, as if the wailing and screams around him did not exist at all.

Under the attack of the Taiyi Fire Saber, the river water was cut off, revealing the thick mud below.

The mud was like ink, sticky like a swamp, making one feel indescribably sinister and strange.

As the heat wave rolled up, the mud was instantly burned dry, and then broke like an egg shell.

Countless bones burst out from the mud.

But Caspian's eyes were fixed on the lower part of the mud.

There were traces of heaven and earth fluctuations there.

Streaks of spiritual Qi around seemed to be intertwined into a big net, forming the base of some big array.

"It's below!"

Caspian suddenly raised his hand.

He opened his five fingers, and a burst of power broke the universe.

Grabbing!

His arm instantly disappeared into the void.

The next moment, his five fingers appeared under the bones.

There seemed to be a mirror there, and it was pierced by Caspian's five fingers!

Crack!

A crisp sound came.

The voice wasn't very loud, but now it was extremely clear, as if it were the only voice in the entire world.

The river was still flowing, but there was no movement.

In the surrounding green and white fog, faces were still surging and condensing.

However, there was no sound in their mouths.

There was only the sound of shattering in the whole world.

But Caspian knew that he had already grasped the door.

His five fingers suddenly bent.

Crack.

There was a loud sound of steel plates being pried open in the vast void.

The void beside his fingers also converged toward the center like a stream of water.

The faces in the cyan and white fog around him were no longer angry or desperate at this time.

Even the stone statue-like faces beneath Caspian's feet were filled with boundless fear.

It was as if they were about to be caught by Caspian and what they feared the most!

"Come out!"

With a loud shout, Caspian's eyes shone with a bright light, and his spirit was soaring. He suddenly exerted strength in his arm, grabbed and pulled.

Peng!

Honglong!

An incomparably solemn voice sounded, as if the gate of heaven had descended from the sky.

An incomparably heavy door was dragged out from the depths of the void like an ancient behemoth.

The door instantly cut off the entire river.

The indescribable darkness was the best description for this door.

It seemed that even the light could be swallowed in an instant.

And it was different from what Caspian had seen with wisdom of Great Dao before. At this time, what appeared in front of him was more like an indescribably big coffin board than a door.

The smell of death was enough to make people shiver at first glance.

This was the most real feeling when living creatures faced death.

This feeling came from the fear in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, it was freezing cold.

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