The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 908

It was not until the second cultivator’s chest was pierced and a bowl-sized wound appeared that the other two Great Oceans Sect disciples completely reacted.

“Who, who are you?”

“What do you want to do?”

Of course, Solana would not answer them. Even if she wanted to say something like that, she wouldn’t tell it to those who didn’t treat her teacher well.

A gust of wind blew at the foot of the mountain. There was a bloody smell in the wind.

Three corpses were lying on the ground. One without a head, one’s chest was pierced through, and one’s body was smashed in half.

The remaining disciple of Great Oceans Sect was paralyzed on the ground, crawling backward with his hands and feet. He looked at the beautiful girl approaching him in horror.

Not long ago, he probably wouldn’t believe that this young lady would have such terrifying power.

“Where is Caspian now?” Solana asked lightly.

The expression on her face showed that she had learned a lot about Caspian.

“I…”

Swoosh!

The Ghoul-Locker Spear turned into a black light and pierced through the cultivator’s thigh, nailing him to the ground. The next moment, there was a heart-wrenching scream. The cultivator covered the wound with both hands. Blood gushed out of the wound like a spring.

Solana asked again…

“Don’t, don’t kill me..!” The cultivator cried and pleaded bitterly.

After waiting for a while, he saw that Solana’s expression was still indifferent, and his heart became colder and colder.

Although he could not get any response from the other party, he still continued.

“When we went down the mountain, he had just been promoted to Holy Land Realm… I think, I think he should have left now…”

“Why?”

Hearing the words ‘Holy Land Realm’, Solana’s eyes lit up. Instantly, the corners of her mouth curled up. Now, she slowly learned how to laugh. In an instant, the surrounding blood seemed to become warm all of a sudden.

The cultivator stared blankly at Solana. He swore that he had never seen anyone so beautiful. This kind of beauty even made him forget fear for a moment. But soon, the sharp pain in his wound pulled him back to reality.

“Because he… He… Didn’t… Everyone… Was scared… So… They all ran away…” The male disciple’s facial features were twisted together, and he gasped in pain.

“Oh,” Solana nodded.

At this moment, she couldn’t help imagining the scene of Caspian’s massacre.

‘Really? I really want to see how mighty my teacher is.’