The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 840

"What's behind me?"

Jessica's heart skipped a beat. All of a sudden, she felt like a cold snake sticking to her back.

That feeling instantly made her goosebumps all over her body stand on end.

"If you dare to touch her, I will never let you turn over." At this time, Caspian said to the back of Jessica with cold eyes.

At this time, his hand locked the pattern on his left hand.

An evil aura instantly spread out in all directions like a spring water.

Jessica didn't know what was behind her, but after Caspian finished speaking, the coldness that clung to her suddenly disappeared.

With Caspian's hint, she walked over to him and turned around.

At this time, she finally saw what was behind her.

It was a human figure that seemed to be condensed by mist.

The human-shaped feet were about half a foot away from the ground, floating in the air.

Although it was said to be tangible, it had no specific shape. At this moment, just a breeze blew, and the human figure would change shape.

But if there was no substance, this thing really appeared in front of them, and Jessica had just been touched by it, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Is this... a spirit?" Jessica asked in a low voice.

"That's possible. I'm not sure either." Caspian stared at the human form and said, "It's also possible that the Rancorous Qi of many cultivators died here."

It was not unreasonable for Caspian to say so.

The more powerful a cultivator was, the stronger one's spirit would be. If one died with resentment, the possibility of the spirit condensing into Evil Qi after death would be much greater than those ordinaryspirits.

Moreover, this was Myriad Demons Burial Ground, a place where spirit souls gathered.

After Caspian finished his words, the spirit soul seemed to understand what he meant. It seemed that it had thought of something, and a faint trace of scarlet appeared in its pale eyes.

"Try?" Caspian sneered and pulled out a chain from his left palm.

In an instant, the cold wind from hell poured out.

The white spirit soul seemed to be grabbed by countless hands and was pulled around violently. It was about to be deformed and torn apart.

The spirit soul's distorted facial features immediately showed a pleading look.

Hell Monsoon was the most terrifying existence for any dead soul.

Caspian looked at the spirit soul coldly.

Do I have to let you go since you beg for mercy?

Who do you think you are!

Splash!

Another piece of the chain was pulled out.

Woo woo woo!

In the rolling wind around, there were even cries of sorrow.

The spirit soul's face was twisted with pain.

After a while, under the gaze of Caspian and Jessica, it knelt down, kowtowed desperately to Caspian, raised a hand, pointed at itself, pointed at Caspian, and then pointed to the mountain behind it.

"It seems to have something to say," Jessica observed and said.

"Then I don't understand." Caspian shook his head.

The spirit souls were all formed by Rancorous Qi, and none of them were good things.

Especially this guy, who dared to attack Jessica just now.

Caspian sneered and suddenly exerted his strength.

Woo!

The power of the Hell Monsoon suddenly increased. The body of the spirit soul continued to stretch, and cracks actually appeared on the surface of its body. It was on the verge of collapse, as if it would be torn apart in the next moment.

It seemed to understand that if it didn't do anything else, it would really be torn apart by Caspian and doomed eternally.

The spirit soul immediately kowtowed even harder. Not only did it kowtow to Caspian, but it also turned around and kowtowed to the mountain peak.