The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 801 A Good Place

During three days, Caspian did not stop moving forward.

However, during this process, he turned back several times, so that even Handsome was confused and did not know where the destination of Caspian was.

In other words, Caspian was swaying around like a headless fly in order to avoid James Steinbeck. After Handsome asked this question, Caspian did not explain in detail.

He just replied faintly, "I'm preparing for the worst.”

In the past few days, because of the change in the terrain of Myriad Demons Burial Ground at any time, Caspian passed through a snow-covered ground, stepped out of a muddy swamp, and passed through a canyon.

On the third night, Caspian found a corpse under a big tree when he arrived at the scattered grassland.

"He has been dead for a while." Handsome jumped down first and sniffed the corpse.

The corpse was hard, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual Qi.

This meant that essence of the world absorbed by cultivator during the cultivation process had returned to nature.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Caspian staring at the corpse in a trance, Handsome felt a little strange.

It jumped off Caspian’s shoulder again in confusion and leaned over to observe the corpse carefully. Obviously, this cultivator had been seriously injured and died after escaping all the way here.

The fatal wound was a huge wound on his chest that almost cut him in half.

Being injured to such a degree and still able to escape all the way here, it was enough to see how strong the vitality of this cultivator was.

"What do you think is wrong?"

Looking left and right, Handsome still couldn't find anything to pay attention to. It couldn't help asking again.

It was normal for a cultivators body to be on Myriad Demons Burial Ground.

Caspian, why are you so absorbed?

"This guy.” Caspian pointed to the corpse. "He should be a cultivator at the second stage of Pulse Control Realm when he was alive."

"Yes, then what's the problem? Huh?" As soon as it finished speaking, Handsome was stunned.

It looked away from Caspian and murmured, "You are also acultivator at the second stage of Pulse Control Realm... Do you mean that this is not a coincidence?"

"No matter what happens now, we can't treat it as a coincidence.” Caspian shook his head and said, "So, the other party's net has begun to tighten.”

"How did you know?" Handsome's face tightened.

To be honest, the little white pig cared a lot about Caspian.

After all, Casoian was the first human partner it knew, and this friend was very nice to it, and its father liked him very much.

"They should have guessed that I could hide my identity, or they would rather kill innocent people than let me go," Caspian said, "as long as their realm is the same as mine, they will treat them as me.

For them, their actions are so fierce but they are not worried about alerting the enemy. So there can only be one reason..."

"What is it?" Handsome asked hurriedly.

Caspian took a deep breath and said lightly, "They are confident that in a short time, they can not only lock my position, but also make sure that I have nowhere to run.”

Hearing this, Handsome's heart tightened. "How short is it?"

Caspian did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and stood still.

Handsome knew that Caspian was thinking.

Therefore, it did not ask further but waited quietly for the answer.

After a while, Caspian opened his eyes. "If it's me, it should be about four or five days."

"Phew..." Handsome breathed a sigh of relief. "In that case, you still have a few days to prepare. Fortunately, we found this guy's body today, so we can be on our guard..."

"We can't locate James Steinbeck three days ago.” As soon as Handsome finished speaking, Caspian spoke again.

Handsome was stunned. He looked at Caspian and continued, "So we waste three days, and we only have two days at most, and one day at least to prepare.”

"This..." Handsome swallowed hard.

It felt its throat dry.

However, there was no anxiety or impatience on Caspian's face at this moment.

Looking around, Caspian muttered to himself, "The scenery here is beautiful and the feng shui is really good. It's really a good choice to be buried.”

After that, Caspian grabbed Handsome's shoulder and strode toward a canyon ahead.

In the darkness of the night, the sudden canyon seemed to have a huge opening on the plain. It was pitch-black and terrifying.

Handsome squatted on the shoulder of Caspian and followed him to the darkness.

Caspian's voice was still ringing in the ears. "In the future, your descendants will definitely be grateful to me for burying you in a good place.”

Another day passed.

On the fourth day of November.

In fact, cultivators in Myriad Demons Burial Ground did not have special feelings about life.

In this place, one could soar into the heavens in one step, or one step into the hell.

No one knew what they would get tomorrow.

But for James Steinbeck, time passed like a drop of oil dripping on his heart.

If he could not get any news about Caspian, he would not be at ease.

At that time, Eric Khol swore that the time limit was five days.

Four days had passed, but there was still no specific news about Caspian.

However, one thing that comforted him a little was that after Selina Khol's younger sister's water was soaked on his body that day, Caspian did not keep a distance from him anymore.

Caspian's speed was obviously increasing.

That meant Eric Khol's guess was right.

The other party had already panicked.

Moreover, judging from the fact that Caspian had been running around these days, he was like a headless fly at this time and was in a panic.

Even so, James Steinbeck could only sense Caspian and could not see his figure.

"This guy is like a mad dog! No! Even a mad dog can't keep running for four days like him!" James Steinbeck cursed in his heart.

But at the same time, James Steinbeck had to admit that Caspian's physical strength and continuous spiritual Qi were indeed amazing.

If it was an ordinary second stage of the Pulse Control Realm cultivator, his head would have been torn off by now.

At this time, the more James Steinbeck thought about it, the more uncomfortable and uneasy he felt.

After thinking for a while, he walked to Eric Khol's side.

Eric Khol, who always had an unnatural smile on his face, was feeding his sister Selina Khol flies. "Be good. Only by eating can you grow fat and white. And then you will have the strength to kill the enemy for me." Eric Khol held a fat green fly the size of a fingernail and waved it in front of Selina Khol.

Pa.

A purple line suddenly shot out of Selina Khol's mouth, and there was a sound like a whip whipping in the air.

The green-headed fly instantly disappeared.