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.

as they were both shaken to their

fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired

around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile on his face, “Can

red goo off his fingertips, filling the air with

“Fine, what exactly do

an answer from the both

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

and Lilian’s heads hung low,

in South Earlington, it was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives,

they attempted to play up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit

expect to be defeated in an

mind the half of the people who were dead and

and seek vengeance, but they were once again

person would not be able to handle the series of blows they had to

heavy pause, Ozul and Lilian

course, they did not want to settle for

they thought back on the trap they set up in the Hopeful Woman Mountain,

humiliation engulfed

should never settle.” The red-haired man

nodded, “If that’s the case, you should both come with me from

Ozul picked his head up in an instant,

you want to die? Do you think a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed in

you understand? It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You bunch of people are repulsive and incompetent, if

his fingers at each of the dark

them dared to talk

the way the man did, they would have

before them was a man of a whole other level, a

choice but to

original plan,

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

another way,