The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 792

The terrain of Myriad Demons Burial Ground was very strange.

There might only be a thin line between the grassland and the Gobi, desert and the glacier.

This had something to do with demons buried in every district of Domain. After all, Myriad Demons Burial Ground was not a real land, but a folded void.

It was only a few steps away from the green grassland to the dim desert.

And these few steps were like two different worlds.

A scar that was not as wide as an arm became the dividing line between the two worlds.

One of the female cultivators took out a veil to cover her face and turned to look at Zoe Lydia. "Zoe, what did the message say before?"

"Take a look yourself and you'll know. Every outer disciple in Myriad Demons Burial Ground has received news." Another male disciple waved a magic weapon in his hand.

"But I just want to hear from Zoe." The female disciple winked at Zoe Lydia and said coyly.

Zoe Lydia's heart warmed.

Usually, he and this female disciple exchanged glances, but now it seemed that it was time for things to go according to plan.

When he made a great contribution to the killing of Caspian, he could do it.

Zoe Lydia was ninety percent sure about this.

Because according to the previous news, they were the closest to the last place where Caspian appeared.

This was the advantage.

Zoe Lydia smiled at the female cultivator and said, "The news from Senior Montgomery said that Caspian appeared near the Dusk Desert about an hour ago.

If we're lucky, we should be the first to meet him."

Dusk Desert was the name that cultivators had given to this area.

In this way, it was easier to confirm the coordinates.

After all, demons were all buried here. Before they died, they weren't in the mood to name the place.

Moreover, they did not know what would happen after they died.

"But the sandstorm here is so big that it's not good for the skin." At this time, the female cultivator said in a sweet and greasy voice.

"When I get back, I'll give you a bottle of Hundred Flowers Dew Ointment. I promise I'll make you lively every day," teased another male cultivator.

"I don't want yours. Zoe will definitely send me, right?" The female cultivator glanced at Zoe Lydia.

"Of course." Zoe Lydia nodded with a smile.

He liked the feeling of flirting in public.

So comfortable!

"Humph, it's all that Caspian's fault. why did he have to hide in Dusk Desert?" The female cultivator pouted and snorted. "If it weren't for the generous reward after killing him and Zoe's invitation, I wouldn't have come here so foolishly."

"Be careful. We should be very close to Caspian now." Zoe Lydia coughed and interrupted the female cultivator's nagging.

Although everyone was joking, in the face of serious business, they still showed the quality of the sect disciples.

After all, the other party was a ruthless person who had killed Zac Steinbeck and Francis Louie.

At this time, a strong wind blew on the flat ground.

The strong wind rolled up the yellow sand. In an instant, it was like a thick gauze curtain, covering the sky and the sun.

Suddenly, the light around made people feel as if it was the sunset, and the name of Dusk Desert suddenly became appropriate.

"Be careful, everyone. Don't disperse," Zoe Lydia said loudly.

Everyone agreed.

Because the female cultivator had covered her face with a veil, she was the least affected at the moment.

Seeing that everyone had no time to care, the female cultivator rolled her eyes and quietly approached Zoe Lydia.