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 upon their

drew closer as it flew toward

a sore eye amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black

realized moments later after rubbing their eyes clear, that the crimson ball

great speed, giving the illusion of a ball of

knotted as she recognized the red-haired cultivator, throwing

darkened as his gaze pierced with doubt

were under the same leader, they each had their duties and rarely crossed paths with

the red-haired cultivator was notorious for being

called a lunatic

by him at that critically sensitive timing was the

appeared to

a welcoming manner and laughed, “Haha! Ozul and Lilian, here you

the mountains, breaking its

rumbled and murmured in

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

moment, Ozul, Lilian, and the rest of the cultivators

exposing our whereabouts, who’s going to take accountability

as he hopped mid-air and

ground rumbled, sending a

carefully, fearing their lives from the

thoroughly

to fuck off?” The red-haired cultivator

as you’re worried sick, let me

you arrived, I

a single soul within a

one sane would want to hang out

common

something goes wrong because of your carelessness, do you

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