The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 883

"The Yellow Spring's Ungodly Dragon."

He spat out these words lightly.

Caspian raised his left arm and faced the saber radiance directly.

On one side was the dazzling saber radiance in Holy Land Realm cultivator's hand.

On one side were his suddenly opened five fingers.

Clang!

The next moment, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding.

Rings of tremors formed ripples that could be seen with the naked eye as they constantly spread out.

Caspian's feet crashed into the ground.

And his left hand also firmly grasped the saber radiance at this moment.

"This..."

"How is this possible?"

"Am I dreaming?"

After a short silence, continuous exclamations broke out.

The eyes of the group of cultivators were about to pop out of their sockets.

At this moment, in front of them, a cultivator of Pulse Control Realm had actually relied on his own palm to resist the martial technique of a Holy Land Realm!

Any one of them would have been split into two.

"You!"

The leading cultivator stared at Caspian in shock and anger.

Caspian actually only used one hand.

But now, he had no way to cut the blade an inch forward.

"It's not just that."

Caspian smiled at him.

The next moment, his face suddenly darkened.

"Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic!"

On the ninth floor of Tower of Life.

The latest method Caspian had mastered.

He unleashed his vigor and instantly gained power several times stronger than his own.

The leading cultivator widened his eyes and opened his mouth in disbelief.

At this moment, he saw that Caspian's arm had expanded several times out of thin air.

In an instant, it was like a thin vine turning into a towering tree!

Not only did it become thicker and longer, but it also became incredibly powerful.

At this moment, the leading cultivator even had an illusion.

What he was facing now was not a cultivator of Pulse Control Realm, but a human-shaped fierce beast.

It was a genuine human-shape vicious beast!

There was a boom.

The leading cultivator felt as if he had been swept into a whirlpool in the sea.

In the face of this overwhelming and unparalleled power, he was as weak as an ant and could only be ruthlessly crushed.

Peng!

The long saber and the saber radiance condensed by spiritual Qi instantly exploded into pieces.

Caspian’s bleeding palm suddenly stretched forward, grabbed the neck of the leading cultivator, and smashed him into the ground.

The ground exploded in an instant, revealing a big pit.

And the power had never stopped.

As Caspian's arms kept expanding, the leading cultivator was embedded in the ground and pushed forward.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A deep ditch instantly appeared on the ground.

Large amounts of gravel and soil were piled up on both sides of the ditch.

The surrounding cultivators were stunned by this scene.

When had they ever seen such a scene?

Not to mention Caspian's monster-like arm, they had never heard or seen Pulse Control Realm rub Holy Land Realm on the ground.