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.

Lilian exchanged gazes as they were both

how powerful and capable the red-haired

man turned around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile

casually flicking specks of red goo off

bitterly, “Fine, what

answer from the both of

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

low, bitterness seeped

were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no one tried to seek trouble

they attempted to play up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or at the very least, the Holy

did not expect to be defeated in an

mind the half of the people who were dead and injured, they almost did

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

person would not be able to handle the

heavy pause, Ozul

not want

the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how it was broken by the

humiliation

right, you should never settle.” The red-haired man

should both

picked his head up in an

think a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your sh*tty

outer disciples of the six major sects are joining the nation‘s official religion election! Outer disciple, do you understand? It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You

man yelled whilst pointing his

of them dared to talk

were anyone else who talked to them the way

a man of a whole other level, a man that was

choice but to

you follow your original plan,

six major sect disciples or you’ll die by my hands.” The red-haired man did not bother hiding

another