The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

"In this Glory City Trial Test, the Black-White Pagoda will be opened.

All the cultivators participating in the trial test can enter with the Glory Tiger Charm.

60 days later, we will open the void passage again and bring you back."

These words caused Yin and Yang to suddenly collapse, as if they were made of steel, causing the gi and bloods in the cultivators present to surge.

The plain was silent for 15 minutes before it exploded like boiling water.

"What!"

"Black-White Pagoda? Did I hear it wrong just now? It's actually the extremely dangerous Black- White Pagoda?"

"Ha, the Black-White Pagoda is hundreds of times more dangerous than the area that was opened last time."

“Look, those timid cultivators are shivering.”

"That's right. Legend has it that there were more than 10,000 Great Saints who had perished in the Black-White Pagoda. The resentment and killing intent that remained there for millions of years have accumulated and even condensed into peerless fiendgods.”

"The greater the danger, the greater the harvest. If I can come back alive this time, I will definitely make great progress.”

"This is definitely an opportunity!"

"Humph, in my opinion, it's not bad for the cultivators who can come back alive this time to have half of what it is now."

"I advise those who don't have confidence in their own strength to leave as soon as possible. Although they will be laughed at if they leave now, at least their lives will be spared!"

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion around, and the sound was like a tsunami.

Caspian's eyes flickered slightly.

His understanding of Glory City was limited. He basically listened to Yaoguang's explanation.

At this time, he looked far away from the crowd.

Because of the isolation of the formation, Caspian could not get the message from Yaoguang. However, seeing the other party's slightly pale face and slightly worried expression, Caspian also understood that Black-White Pagoda was really as dangerous as the people around said.

However, no matter how fierce the discussion among the surrounding cultivators was, Caspian only listened and it did not affect his Taoist Heart.

After all, standing here, he would never retreat.

Raising his head, Caspian looked forward.

In the center of the formation in the distance, a mass of black and white light flashed.

The light was like a spiral, constantly rushing toward the sky.

After a while, it paused in mid-air. In an instant, it turned into a surging cloud and rushed around violently.

Layers upon layers, stormy waves, strange clouds, and wild dragons coiled.

Although the impact was completely blocked by the formation, the shocking scene still shocked the cultivators present.

When the black and white Qi dissipated, a huge building stood in the center of the formation,

This building was also very clear in its black and white colors, showing a kind of majestic, yet gloomy and evil smell. At first glance, people would feel as if their chests were about to be torn apart.

Any cultivator in front of this building was as small as an ant in front of a mountain.

However, Caspian knew that this building was just a Transmitting Formation to enter the Black- White Pagoda.

The real Black-White Pagoda was millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of times bigger than this one!

Although it was called a pagoda, it was actually a world many times larger than Upper Kingdom! At this time, on the other side of the crowd, George Hans looked at Gina Jones and smiled slightly. He opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it again and again, showing a graceful look. He said, "It is said that when the Black-White Pagoda was formed that year, it was not only because tens of thousands of Great Saints of the Demon Clan were buried, but also because there were almost the same number of Real Immortal Realms who died there. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a flesh millstone of undead immortals.

It was also because the number of Real Immortal Realms and Great Saints was almost the same, that the Black-White Pagoda finally formed a strange scene of Yin and Yang merging like a chessboard. If there were 324 squares on a chessboard, then the Black-White Pagoda was made of countless chessboards.

The road was extremely complicated and dangerous. The seemingly peaceful place might contain danger, which was enough to turn a Real Immortal Realm into ashes in an instant.

But don't worry. I've been prepared for this.

Although the trial site is a little unexpected, as long as we are careful, there will be no problem in 60 days.

You can rest assured about this."

Because of the last time Gina Jones’ remind, George Hans paid attention to calling her.

However, Gina Jones seemed not to be interested in his words.

The beautiful female cultivator looked up at the towering evil building in front of her, focused and careful.

Looking at the profile of Gina Jones, George Hans suddenly felt his throat dry.

However, he forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart.

"At this moment, I can't ruin the plan because of anxiety,” George Hans said to himself.

After a while, all the cultivators present felt a heat from the Glory Tiger Charm.

Caspian held the Tiger Charm in his hand and found that the pair of tiger eyes on the Tiger Charm was burning red like magma.

The next moment, the Tiger Charms in everyone's hands shot out red light from the tiger's eyes and gathered on the towering building.

Honglong!

The Black-White Pagoda suddenly twisted like a vortex, collapsing and forming a passageway in the blink of an eye.

"Go!"

Someone shouted. Suddenly, the cultivators on the plain shot up and flew toward the passageway. The competition began at this moment.

The trial test began at this moment.

Caspian did not fall behind at this time. The spiritual Qi in his body ran, and he immediately rushed to the passage like a bolt of lightning.

In mid-air, the entrance of the passage was like the mouth of a giant beast.

When Caspian flew into it, it discovered that the interior was even deeper than he had imagined. The cultivators, who had just flown in with him, instantly distanced themselves from him and was so small that they couldn't be seen.

There was only the sound of airflow around. It seemed that only Caspian was left in the huge passage.

Caspian could see that the passageway was surrounded by crystal walls, which were faintly visible. The smell of sand, blood, and rust naturally rushed into his nostrils.

Flying forward, Caspian suddenly found that the crystal wall-like passage had become wriggling flesh and blood.

Blood-stained arms grew out of the flesh and blood and grabbed toward Caspian.

Some of them almost caught Caspian.

However, Caspian just narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, the arm exploded like a firecrackers.

After flying for a while, Caspian arrived at the end of the passageway.

At this moment, Caspian felt that his waist seemed to be pulled by a strong force. He suddenly sped up and crashed into the Black-White Pagoda.