The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 703

In an instant, everyone around them saw no longer the palace courtyard but a mottled world that was so exaggerated, bedazzling the crowd.

The world seemed to be upside down, and the light and dark also merged, causing only the people on the scene to see each other.

“Illusion array!” Caspian immediately realized what it was.

With the illusion array raised in the palace, the shapeshifting demons attacking could not find a specific coordinate to determine their position.

It might have looked empty in front of them, but there was a stone platform at their foot and a high wall before them.

What appeared to be a rockery was a hidden murderous trap.

Moreover, even the emperors, officials, and cultivators seen by these shapeshifting demons might not be there.

The emperor standing in front of them might just be a mirror image, and the actual person was dozens of meters away from the illusion.

The crowd exclaimed in joy when they saw the scene, but Caspian’s eyes were flashed with a strange light.

“Even a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator could easily handle this type of illusion array…”

Caspian still pondered when a black cloud suddenly rolled up in the sky.

The thick cloud brought a violent momentum with the potential to destroy the city.

At the same time, the voices of ghosts crying and screaming as well as terrifying roars also constantly came from the black cloud.

It was so creepy that people could not help but tremble.

Chills seeped out from his bone marrow, and Caspian took a deep breath, forcefully resisting the fear in his heart to look at the black cloud.

Then, he swiftly saw a shapeshifting demon with a bird’s head, holding a flag taller than one person in both hands and waving it constantly.

The massive flags were primarily black, but the edges were white.

Not only that, but each was embroidered with a ghost face with an open mouth that seemed to be in excruciating pain, and that rolling black cloud came out of the ghost face.

“Magic weapon!”

Caspian’s heart pounded violently again.

After the appearance of sorceries, he saw a magic weapon!

No matter how sharp and tough the weapons used by the Pulse Control Realm cultivators were, they were only compared to mortal weapons, and magic weapons were the only thing that could truly exert a cultivator’s power!

The lowest-level magic weapon was the spirit tool.

However, just because it was a spirit tool, it was unnecessarily regarded as a magic weapon.

Only when the cultivators reach at least the third-stage Holy Land Realm could they exert the magical aspect in the spirit tools.

The fighting skills that Caspian originally thought would take a long time to witness were all showcased today.

For a while, Caspian did not know whether to lament whether he was too fortunate or not.

“Sun-Swallowing King Crow of the Six Spirits of Flaming Sky!” The Mountwave Sect elder, Declan, stared at the black cloud and shouted.

“Chirp chirp chirp chirp! That’s me! Have a taste of the power of my magic weapons that I just refined, the Thousand Souls Corpse Eradicator Banners!” The Sun-Swallowing King Crow grinned again, clenched the flagpoles, and violently waved in the crowd’s direction.

In a flash, the large black cloud flickered continuously with a magical light, crushing the crowd.

The group of shape-shifting demons also understood that what they saw was not necessarily true, so they simply did not attack a certain person but ambushed a group of people.

That way, how could anyone escape?

The rolling black cloud was like a big octopus full of tentacles, kept squirming and tumbling down.