The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 556

Ozul was spiteful for a reason.

He used to have a delicate and feminine feature, and he was always proud of it.

Nothing was more precious to him other than his looks.

However, his face was heavily disfigured by the bomb that was set up by Caspian.

Even though he managed to recover physically, thanks to his powerful abilities as a capable cultivator, the explosion did cause him to suffer a great deal.

His meridian was harmed, causing his face unable to recover fully.

Half of Ozul’s cheeks were rough like orange skin.

For him, having a mutilated face was worse than death itself.

He made an oath to seek vengeance on the disciples of Heavenly Stars Sect, making sure they never see the light of day ever again.

Standing next to Ozul was Liliana.

She looked calm, but a frozen rage pierced through her eyes, sending chills down one’s spine.

The damage brought by Caspian and Xander upon Ozul was mostly surface level.

Lilian on the other hand, woke up with excruciating pain every night.

Her body was perforated by swords and blasted by explosives, causing profound damage to her meridian.

Despite evading death and recovering from her injuries, Lilian’s body was still not healed.

The internal damage she suffered brought an immeasurable pain to her abdomen, like burning metal rods snarling at her insides.

The spot where it hurt the most was where Xander pierced through with his sword.

“I’ll make it if I finish off every one of the Heavenly Stars Sect this time, no exception!” Lilian swore silently to the Gods.

Silence fell upon both of them as they watched the blizzard from a distance.

dazzling beam of light struck

drew closer as it flew

amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black clouds and

eyes clear, that the crimson ball

with great speed, giving

as she recognized the red-haired cultivator, throwing a

he know we’re here?” Ozul’s face darkened as his gaze pierced

were under the same leader, they each

notorious

was called a lunatic by

critically sensitive timing was the last thing Ozul and Lilian wished

cultivator appeared to be oblivious to

laughed, “Haha! Ozul and Lilian, here you

the mountains, breaking its

mountains rumbled and

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

rest of the

our whereabouts, who’s going to take

responsible!” The red-haired cultivator exclaimed as he hopped mid-air and landed heavily like a rock

rumbled, sending

their lives from the

thoroughly annoyed by his nonchalant

The red-haired cultivator crossed his arms as

as you’re worried sick, let me do

arrived, I

single soul within a hundred miles from

you guys, no one sane would want to hang out in this godforsaken mountain at

have any common

goes wrong because of your carelessness, do

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