The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1732

It was as if she was singing in a low voice, but it was a ghostly whisper.

Anyone who heard these whispers would be so scared that their hair stood on end.

Furthermore, waves of coldness pierced through people’s skin and flesh, all the way to their bone marrow. It was as if even their souls were about to be sucked away and frozen.

"This... sword... Right now... during the realm... only... you... can... control it..."

After the Gates of Hell, there was a comment from that person.

Caspian’s Blood Soul was not only vigorous but also fierce.

Only in this way could he suppress the aura of death that brought by this sword.

Caspian's eyes focused, and he raised his hand to grab it.

Phew!

This grab seemed to tear down the white light in front of him like a big curtain.

The light rapidly condensed in Caspian's palm.

The long sword, which was as wide as a palm, suddenly flew out and was held in Caspian's hand.

Cold!

The first feeling of Caspian was extremely cold!

For a moment, Caspian was so cold that he couldn't speak, and his mind seemed to be frozen.

However, the next moment, the strong Blood Soul, like the sun of melting ice, forced the chill back in an instant.

However, it seemed that the long sword did not dare to believe it. It was buzzing and trembling, and its surface was covered with white frost. It wanted to counterattack.

"It... hates you... very much..."

"Of course. I killed him and extracted his spine to refine a magic treasure. If he doesn't hate me, it'll make me feel strange." Caspian sneered. "In that case, I'll completely refine it, Celestial Punishment!"

His right hand was shining. As soon as Caspian grasped the hilt, vigor in his body surged like a river.

The long sword kept shaking in Caspian's hand, struggling to get rid of his shackles.

However, the suppression of the Celestial Punishment was not something it could resist at all.

After a while, the long sword couldn't move.

At the same time, Caspian felt that there was a feeling of blood connection between him and the long sword.

"It's done." Feeling the submission of the long sword, Caspian nodded secretly. It was only then that he began to carefully study the magic treasure weapon he created himself.

"Rank eight spirit tools." Caspian swept the area with his divine sense, coming to this conclusion.

For ordinary cultivators in Heavenly Spirit Realm, magic treasure weapons of this rank were absolutely the kind that they dreamed of.

However, Caspian had Flame Severing, the Celestial Punishment, and the mysterious Moon in Mirror. In comparison, the eighth-grade spirit tool was slightly inferior.

But Caspian was not anxious or distrain it.

This was because in his eyes, the long sword had only completed 80%.

The remaining 20% still needed some special materials to be merged and then forged.

Caspian believed that even if the long sword could not be upgraded to a Rank 9 spirit tool, it would still be a piece of cake when it was completely completed.

As for the probability of reaching the ninth level, Caspian estimated that it was only ninety percent.

In fact, although the missing materials were relatively rare, Caspian did have them.

It was just that they were not with him at the moment.

To be more precise, the materials needed were currently stored in a certain treasury in Valdis Goth.

Now that the long sword was made, Caspian's next plan was to collect all the treasures in the Treasure Vault.

The reason why Caspian did this was not that he lacked magic treasures at present.

The main reason was that it had been a long time since Valdis Goth had fallen.

Now, the news that Valdis Goth and the three envoys of Water, Fire, and Thunder under his command had died must have been made public.

Although the sword did not seem to have a sharp blade, it was actually sharper than an ordinary spirit tools.

Caspian’s divine thoughts seeped into it and he felt the change in the Death Word after being refined.

All of a sudden, he felt a chill enter his Meridians through the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, the flow of spiritual Qi in his body actually slowed down.

Of course, this was not a bad interference to Caspian.

This kind of change was similar to a person's breathing slowing down, or his heartbeat slowing down.

Almost at the moment when Caspian felt this change, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

He immediately exerted magic spell that could suppress the realm and cooperated with the slow flow of spiritual Qi.

Immediately, Caspian's breath began to fall after a quiver.

The entry level of the second level of Heavenly Spirit Realm had dropped to the first level of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Then he continued to fall down.

He fell into mid level of First stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Then, he fell into entry level of First stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Caspian tried again.

His breath shook wildly again, and then fell down a little.

Although he did not fall to a hair-raising level Holy Land Realm and remained on the first level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, the feeling he gave off at this time was that he was not a cultivator at the second level of Heavenly Spirit Realm who had a strong aura.

It was a new Master who had just broken through from Holy Land Realm to Heavenly Spirit Realm. His realm was not completely stabilized, and his breath was still soaring.

The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

When Caspian released his sword, his aura suddenly surged up and his realm returned to Second stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

After several attempts, Caspian's eyes suddenly lit up. "This sword actually has this effect!"