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.

pregnant pause, a dazzling

crimson glow drew closer

stood out like a sore eye amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black

eyes clear, that the crimson ball was just a cultivator

snow with great speed, giving the illusion

as she recognized the red-haired cultivator, throwing

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

though they were under the same leader, they each

was notorious for being a bit of an odd

was called a lunatic by

at that critically sensitive timing was the last thing Ozul and Lilian wished

to be oblivious to

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

voice echoed through the mountains, breaking

rumbled and murmured in

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

rest of

hell up! You’re exposing our whereabouts, who’s

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

snowy ground rumbled, sending

fearing their lives from the

Ozul was thoroughly annoyed by his

red-haired

you’re worried sick, let

I scouted the

a single soul within a hundred miles

you guys, no one sane would want to hang

you have any common

because of your carelessness,

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