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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 611

The door of the small building was slammed shut with a bang.

Winston and Robert flew out like two cannonballs, hitting the ground hard.

They were well-known disciples in their respective sects, but they appeared extremely miserable as they fell and rolled on the floor together.

Winston’s disrespectful action angered the elder, and both suffered quite a hit.

After getting up from the ground, Winston and Robert both spat out blood, their faces turned pale, and they had a splitting headache.

Although the elder only imposed a slight punishment, the damage caused by a Heavenly Spirit Realm was horrible for the two.

At that time, Winston did not seem to have recovered his senses, and he stood on the spot dumbfoundedly, murmuring, “Why… Why can’t we deal with him anymore? How did Casper break the formation? How…”

Winston appeared as if he was possessed.

On the other hand, Robert ignored Winston and directly walked away.

There was both fear and unwillingness in Robert’s eyes.

He was smarter than Winston, and he immediately understood that Caspian solved the problem the elder threw at him when the elder opened his mouth.

After paying such a high price and even making the Blue Feather Sect elder angry with him, Robert still failed to cause Caspian even the slightest of trouble.

Robert clenched his jaw in anger.

He did not dare to hate the Blue Feather Sect elder, so he could only transfer the anger to Caspian.

“I’ll make you pay for this! Today’s affairs will never end so easily! Casper, you have completely angered me!”

Robert walked to a quiet corner, leaned against the wall with one hand, clenched his other fist, and spat out a mouthful of blood again as the rage filled his heart Robert’ s warm blood splattered on the wall, leaving a shocking image.

Then, Robert looked at the blood in front of him and swore, “I’ll get my revenge one day!”

At that time, the gray-bearded elder still stood in front of the map, staring at the motionless spot of light on the map in the room of the small building.

The other twenty-six rays of light already began to head toward the Pantheon in the central area soon after appearing on the map, either faster or slower.

Only the light spot belonging to Caspian remained immobile after breaking the formation.

“I activated the Skyfire Purgatory Formation with reduced power, but even a disciple of the Heavenly Stars Sect would never be able to break out of the formation so quickly.

How’d he do it? This Casper’s accepted as a personal disciple of the head of the Heavenly Stars Sect, and it seems that he’s really impressive…”

The Blue Feather Sect disciple who was in charge of serving the elder was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Not only was Caspian praised by the Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator, but he was only in the Pulse Control Realm! The glory was worth being boastful about!

After complimenting Caspian, the gray-bearded elder suddenly switched his tone.

“But why aren’t you moving? Are you frightened by my methods? If that is the case, you’re too cautious and lack the determination to push forward.

Consequently, your pathway to immortality in the future may be limited.

Did Hadley make an error in his judgment this time?”

The gray-bearded elder stared at the unmoving light spot for a long time.

In the end, he shook his head and flicked his sleeves.

Then, the entire map disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On Thousands Spirits Island, Caspian did not move, but he was naturally not frightened by the illusion just now.

Instead, he continued the interrupted harvest just now.

When Handsome saw Caspian recklessly stuffing the Scorching Sunflower into his mouth and eating it, the little pig could not help but remind him, “You should be extra careful.

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