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.

a long, pregnant pause, a dazzling beam of

ball of crimson glow drew closer as it

amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black clouds and

moments later after rubbing their eyes clear, that the

speed, giving the illusion of a ball

knotted as she recognized the red-haired cultivator,

we’re here?” Ozul’s face darkened

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

red-haired cultivator was notorious for being a bit of

called a

that critically sensitive timing was the last thing

cultivator appeared to be oblivious to

and laughed, “Haha! Ozul and Lilian, here

voice echoed through the

and

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

the rest of the cultivators inside the cave perked up

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

it’s your plan, you’ll be responsible!” The red-haired cultivator exclaimed as he

ground rumbled, sending a vibration through

fearing their

Ozul was thoroughly annoyed by his nonchalant

red-haired cultivator crossed his arms as he

let

arrived, I scouted

soul within a hundred

to hang out in this godforsaken mountain at this

common sense?!” Lilian

important mission, if something goes wrong because of your carelessness,

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