The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Oh, my bad! That wasn’t directed toward you.” The red-haired man said as he looked at him.

“You’re just a maggot… A maggot that I won’t even bother stepping on!”

The man stared back in disdain, thinking that he was just another show off with mediocre abilities.

However, he quickly realized that he was being played around like a circus monkey.

“Son of a b*tch! You’re trying to die? Thousand Spirits Claws!” The man with the top hat roared, raging bloodshot through their eyes as his hands sprang out of his sleeves.

They were pitch black-like branches of a dead tree, claws of the phantom.

He sprang toward the red-haired man as if clawing his guts out.

The red-haired man hummed as he swung his arms up like he chased a fly away.

His god-like speed was not caught on by anyone on the scene.

What happened next was a loud thud, followed by the head of the man, along with his top head exploding in front of everyone.

Thick, red lava gushed onto the ground, spurted into the flames, exuding a burnt, rotten fume.

“Ha, maggot!” The red-haired man chuckled coldly, pointing his finger at the decapitated body.

It slumped onto the ground with a thud and a river of crimson flowed out of the gaping neck where the head once was.

The air inside the cave shifted, frozen in an instant.

The group of dark cu ltivators who, moments ago, were filled with rage toward the red-haired man, became completely paralyzed with fear.

Some even became wobbly as dread took over their body.

The man with the top hat’s power was ranked third below Ozul and Lilian.

His brain was blown up within seconds without even putting up a fight.

exchanged gazes as they were both shaken to

struggled to fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired man

around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile

specks of red goo off his fingertips,

chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what

answer from

really what you’re settling for?” The red-haired man

and Lilian’s heads hung low,

it was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no one tried to

up to that person, they thought they would be leveled

did not expect to

of the people who were dead and injured, they

were determined to return to the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they were once again faced with another obstacle before they could

be able to handle the

pause, Ozul and Lilian nodded in

did not want to settle for

on the trap they set up in the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how it was broken

and humiliation engulfed

you should never settle.” The red-haired man found their

should both

his head up in an

trash like yourselves

outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You

pointing his fingers at

them dared to talk

it were anyone else who talked to them the way the

was a man of a whole other level, a man

no choice but to

follow your original plan, you’ll

the hands of the six major sect disciples or you’ll die by my hands.” The red-haired man

course, there’s another