Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 561

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”Haha, you finally showed up, you little brat!”

Two figures, one fat and one thin stepped out to block Caspian and Maya’s way as soon as they
stepped out of the floating market.

“It’s you?” Caspian looked up.

It was clear that his speculation of them working together was correct when he saw them standing side
by side.

“Do you know them?” Maya glanced at the two of them then looked back to Caspian, “They look like
they come with ill will.



Caspian was deep in thought Maya was a little confused.

No one knew what Handsome thought about right now, but it seemed full of anticipation.

Its gaze was directed at the two people standing in their way as it began to drool once again.

“Is something up?” asked Caspian as he looked toward them.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know!”

The fat cultivator viciously spat a mouthful of phlegm to the ground.

There was none of the warmth and friendliness that he showed earlier at the stall right then.

There was only ferocity and resentment on his chubby features.

He looked utterly detestable.



“Cut the crap! You’ve made us very mad.

Forget about leaving this place alive!” The fat cultivator threatened to end their lives as soon as he
spoke, but that fit with his disposition of killing people as soon as they disagreed.

“You want to kill us?” Maya’s gaze sharpened and her pretty face tensed up.

“Of course!”

The sallow-faced cultivator smiled sinisterly at that moment.

With a wave of his long sleeve, two large metal hooks gleaming with a silver light slid into his hands.

Dark bloodstains were visible on the tip of the metal hooks.

One could smell the faint metallic smell of blood as it swayed.

At that instant, a couple of cultivators walked by as they were drawn by the commotion.

Soon after, a small crowd gathered around them.

The fat and thin cultivators were quickly recognized by the crowd.

“Aren’t they the Soul Devouring Evil Duo? Why did those two young ones offend them?”

“The Soul Devouring Evil Duo are rogue cultivators who used to make a living from exclusively robbing
people outside the floating market.

They stopped for some time.

Did someone catch their eye today?”

“Those two kill people for their things in cold blood.



I’m afraid that those youngsters are going to be goners now that they’ve bumped into those two.”

Many people in the crowd sighed with pity.

It was clear that they all thought that Caspian and Maya were about to die horrible deaths because they
knew of the fat and skinny cultivators’ notorious reputations.

“So you two are crooks!” Caspian shot the fat cultivator a side glance after hearing the discourse from
the crowd around him.

They thought that the two youngsters would be scared stiff after hearing all about their nefarious
reputation, but the fat and skinny cultivators discovered that the two youngsters seemed completely
unfettered.

Their calmness angered the evil duo, especially since they had an audience.

They felt that Caspian’s attitude was disrespectful and a challenge toward them.

“No one can save you! You’re going to die today!” A fierce light flashed across the eyes of the sallow-
skinned cultivator.

He raised his arm and pointed at Caspian.

“Do you think that the floating market will turn a blind eye if you kill?” Caspian turned his head back in
the direction of the floating market.

He previously noticed a couple of rogue cultivators that keep the peace inside the floating market.

“Don’t expect them to help you! No one can cause trouble within the floating market, but now that
you’re out, they won’t care no matter what happens.”

The fat cultivator laughed mockingly.



With a wave, a glinting scimitar appeared in his hand.

“Why do you think I was waiting for you to come out?”

Under the sunlight, the scimitar gleamed bright red, looking so terrifying that many people shuddered
with fear.

A bloodthirsty and evil aura radiated out from the fat cultivator.

All the rogue cultivators who were spectating paled and could not help but take a few steps back.

Their eyes were filled with fear.

The fat cultivator thought that Caspian would be frightened by his might.

However, a strange smile appeared on Caspian’s face at that moment.

“I see.

In that case, I don’t have to worry.”

A mysterious rage arose within the fat cultivator instantly as soon as he heard Caspian say that.

“Stop putting on a show! Go to hell!” he roared as he charged toward Caspian.

His scimitar drew forth a terrifying cloud of wind which stank of blood.

It rolled like a giant wave toward Caspian looking as though it was about to consume him and tear him
into pieces in the next second.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Caspian roared as he swung his hand.

Swoosh!



The onlooking cultivators were momentarily blinded and to their horror, they realized in the next
moment that a massive sword as large as a door was now in Caspian’s hand.

The instant that massive sword appeared, it gleamed with a blinding light.

The light from the gigantic sword completely overwhelmed and tore through the oncoming blood-tinged
sword light.

“How’s that possible…” A look of extreme terror instantly appeared on the fat cultivator’s face.

He watched as that light hacked through his sword light like a flash of lightning.

His eyes went wide as he let out a gasp subconsciously.

The next moment, his body was slashed in two by the Wave-Breaking Sword with a swish.

His dead body which was cut in two tumbled to the ground.

His blood and guts spilled out in a hot steaming mess, all mixed.

“That’s impossible!” The sallow-faced, skinny cultivator who was left paled as he saw the scene.

“Why is it impossible?” As soon as he spoke, he heard Caspian’s electrifying voice.

The skinny cultivator trembled and subconsciously turned his head toward the voice only to see a palm
with all five fingers bent before him, looking like a dragon or a tiger’s claw.

It was ferocious and radiated with brute force.

It grew larger and larger in his eyes until it filled his entire line of sight.

“Strangulation of an Angered Dragon!”



Boom!

The skinny cultivator’s skull exploded under Caspian’s hands with a bang.

Huge amounts of blood and brain goo, torn flesh, and shards of bone scattered everywhere.

The skinny cultivator’s headless body swayed in the spot before collapsing to the ground.

Caspian picked up the storage bags of the two cultivators and strode through the crowd without looking
back.

All the crowd could see was his back.

The place went completely silent.

The crowd of rogue cultivators who thought that Caspian and Maya were doomed were in disbelief at
what they just witnessed.

A second later, a cry of surprise rang out among the crowd.

“Look at that guy! His feet! He’s flying!”

Everyone rushed to look in the direction that man pointed in.

They saw Caspian hovering with his feet a fist’s distance away from the group, walking languidly
ahead.

The sound of collective sharp intakes of breath rang out through the area instantly.

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