Chapter summary of Chapter 2323 – The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell by Liu Ya
In Chapter 2323, a key chapter of the acclaimed Novel novel The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell by Liu Ya, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell.
Flames poured down.
But this flame did not give people a burning feeling.
On the contrary, there was a chill deep in the bones.
It was as if he had come to hell upon seeing this flame. He was surrounded by the smell of death. Not only did his movements slow down, but his thoughts also stopped.
"All creatures have fear.
Even though the creatures' fear was different, they still feared the same thing, death!
Let's see how you deal with it this time!
Go to hell!"
The dead soul young man roared.
A ferocious look appeared on his face.
He did not hesitate to use the energy of death that he had accumulated for tens of thousands of years.
In the case of great consumption, he naturally hoped that Caspian could die of pain.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to vent his anger.
Wherever the green flame went, it froze tens of thousands of miles away. A cold and dead atmosphere of winter seemed to freeze all life and sink forever.
"Go to hell?" Caspian sneered. "Are you kidding?"
He raised his hand, directly shooting out a blood spear.
Crack!
The blood spear and the green flame collided violently, causing a loud sound of steel explosion.
Cracks appeared on the green flames.
The Blood Spear seemed to be frozen and moved forward slowly.
"Haha, although your qi and blood is magnificent, it's nothing in front of death!" The dead soul young man revealed a determined smile.
"An ant."
Caspian uttered these two words.
He flipped his wrist.
In an instant, golden light shone in all directions.
Wherever the light went, the Grand Sun would sweep away everything.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate!"
A huge spinning illusory image appeared above Caspian.
As the golden light shone, a solemn, and magnificent aura arose.
As the golden light shone on the flame, a sizzling sound was heard, as if oil had been poured on it.
Immediately afterwards, waves of miserable cries sounded from the green flames, quickly retreating like a tide.
"How, how is this possible!" The young man was stunned and stammered.
Caspian sneered.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation plate could reverse life and death.
Even a 10,000-year-old zombie like the dog demon could become a living creature.
Although the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate still lacked the last piece, it was more than enough to deal with the green flame in front of him.
Caspian waved his arm.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation stretched across the Archean Eon, illuminating the future.
The light instantly dispelled all the darkness.
The green flame continued to retreat and shrink.
The sizzling sound was like a burning candle.
"Oh no!"
The dead soul young man also reacted at this time.
He panicked and quickly stepped back.
"You want to leave? Seal the King's Chain of the Netherworld!" Caspian made a grasping motion with his five fingers.
Huge holes appeared in the Void around the young man.
The chains, accompanied by the cries of hundreds of ghosts, shot out of the big hole and instantly trapped the dead soul young man's limbs, just like what he did to the female cultivators.
"This, this!"
The young man felt the ghost spirit on the chain and was even more surprised. He looked at Caspian in disbelief.
Why did he have such a method?
And it was even clearer and purer than him!
But at this time, it was not his turn to speak.
The light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate engulfed him.
"Ah!"
The young man struggled and screamed.
His body began to melt like snow.
Pus gushed out of his festered skin, and his eyeballs rolled out of his eyes.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"Is it strange?" Caspian raised his hand and grabbed.
Woo!
The young man was immediately sucked into his palm.
A ball of flame immediately wrapped around the flesh and blood and refined it.
This mass of flesh and blood constantly condensed into a twisted and ferocious face.
But soon, it was completely refined by Caspian and disappeared.
Caspian looked around.
The void he was in had turned scarlet as if he had entered the stomach of a Demonic Beast.
From all directions, it was melting and collapsing.
The only thing that remained unchanged was the giant eye under his body, which stared straight at Caspian with extremely cruel eyes.
"Do you really think I can do nothing to you?" Caspian sneered.
"If it was before, I would at most smash you into pieces and then get out of here.
In that case, I would only get part of the vigor.
But now, I've changed my mind.
Because I have a new method.
I want to use this method to dig you out from the depths of the void and kill you.
Not only to destroy your eyeball!"
As soon as Caspian finished his words, his body slammed down like a falling meteorite.
All the blood in the eyeball suddenly gathered, making people feel creepy and numb.
Like a giant python, wisps of blood shot up from its eyes, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Caspian.
"The Third Move of Sword!"
The sword light swept across and crossed.
Swoosh!
All of the blood wisps were cut into pieces, exploding in midair.
A thick bloody mist rose from the eyeball.
The thick fog was even harder than steel, attempting to block Caspian.
Caspian gave a fierce punch.
Peng!
A huge crack that stretched for thousands of miles immediately appeared.

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