The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2245

The Ancient Kingdom's martial uncle hoped that this was the final outcome.

And at this time, no matter how one looked at it, the Grand Pure Emperor was invincible.

Although there had been some twists and turns before, now, the body constitution of Infinite Origin had exceeded all cultivators' imagination.

Wasn't this kind of ability and strength worth killing a cultivator?

But it was hard to explain why. At this moment, this martial uncle had no way to make this decision.

There seemed to be a trace of hesitation deep in his heart.

Although he did not want to have such hesitation.

"What the hell is going on?"

Could it be..."

The martial uncle was so conflicted that his eyebrows were furrowed at this moment.

He looked at the looming figure in the ice, fire, and lightning.

"Is this the demonic barrier that Caspian left in my heart?"

As he muttered to himself, tens of thousands of thunderbolts fell like sharp swords.

The dazzling light that burst out instantly seemed to melt the void.

At this moment, Caspian suddenly disappeared as if he had been completely destroyed.

The martial uncle felt inexplicably relaxed.

"Even if he won't die this time, with Caspian's strength, he won't last long."

His injury would get worse and worse.

No matter how strong his qi and blood was, it would dry up one day.

As his injuries continued to grow, it would only take him an hour...

Hmm..."

The Ancient Kingdom's Martial Uncle hesitated for a moment, and then he gave another time in his heart, "One hour, no, two hours. After two hours, Zhao Wuji with the body constitution of Infinite Origin will become a member of our Ancient Kingdom."

Soon, an hour passed.

The fierce explosions continued.

Caspian kept fighting in the flames.

The demon army kept rushing out and then was destroyed.

Caspian was like an isolated island in the sea, ready to be drowned by the huge waves at any time.

However, after an hour, Caspian was still resisting.

Then, two hours passed.

Although the momentum of Caspian had been weakening, the blood flowing out was also increasing. At this time, the sea had almost turned into a sea of blood. The seawater was so thick that it was black like ink.

However, the Sect Master of Heaven’s Edge Sect, the Grand Pure Emperor, and a few others who had reached the Real Immortal Realm had gradually become nervous.

Because they could feel that Caspian's injury was gradually slowing down.

This did not make sense.

Generally speaking, it was like someone was tied up and being whipped continuously.

As the number of blows increased, this person's injuries would become more and more serious, and the rate of increase would become faster and faster, eventually dying.

But now, Caspian completely violated this common sense.

He gave people a feeling that not only his vigor and spiritual Qi were continuous, but also his injuries were slowly recovering.

"This..."

Four hours later, looking at Caspian who was still in high spirits and killed in a tight dragnet, the Ancient Kingdom's Martial Uncle's expression became conflicted.

"Is my premonition really going to be true?"