The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 826

It was unknown where Caspian's confidence came from, but at this moment, the leading cultivator instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The other party... was simply too calm.

It was as if everything was under control.

However, he immediately shook his head.

It was so close to that place that there could not be any other tombs.

Although the four of them had been injured, they were more than enough to deal with the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators.

No matter how he looked at it, he had the absolute advantage in terms of strength on the surface.

No matter what tricks the other party was playing, let's see the effect of his companion's punch first.

The leading cultivator thought so.

It was also at this moment that a punch that seemed to have exploded the void hit the back of Caspian.

"Die!" The cultivator's eyes flashed with joy.

You're finally going to die.

You can't even dodge now.

The corners of Caspian's mouth curled up slightly at this moment.

Pa!

Another crisp snap sounded.

Caspian spat out a word, "Earth."

The sound was not loud, but it pierced through the wind and entered everyone's ears.

The leading cultivator's heart skipped a beat.

The cultivator who punched looked at the back of Caspian and hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the surrounding space.

The next moment, the ground behind Caspian rumbled and a thick wall broke out of the ground.

The solid wall was mottled, as if it had existed since ancient times, full of primitive and wild spirits.

No one knew when this wall was buried underground.

But at this moment, it really appeared in front of everyone and blocked the cultivator's attack.

Even if it was a steel plate, it could have been directly penetrated and exploded by the cultivator’s punch.

At this moment, the wall was only slightly sunken.

The thin cracks on the wall were not even as wide as the original cracks on the wall.

The cultivator who punched immediately maintained this posture and froze on the spot.

The pain from his fist and spiritual Qi that instantly dissipated were all telling him the truth at this moment.

His punch couldn't even break it.

"Bastard!" The cultivator's eyes were full of anger. "That's impossible. I want..."

He wanted to say that he would break the wall with the next punch.

But at this time, Caspian looked at the leading cultivator, snorted with a smile, raised his hand at the same time, and snapped his fingers again.

"Seal!"

Boom!

After three consecutive sounds, the ground trembled. The cultivator behind Caspian was surprised to find that in addition to the wall in front of him, there were three walls on his left and right sides.

In an instant, he was surrounded like a box.

At this time, the box was still short of a lid.

The cultivator instinctively looked up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw in despair that a shadow was constantly eroding his sight.

In an instant, with a boom, a stone wall sealed the space above his head.

Suddenly, he seemed to be trapped in a very small ancient tomb.

There was no light at all, and no sound could be heard outside.

More importantly, he couldn't break the wall.