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

to fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired man

the red-haired man turned around, facing Ozul and Lilian

flicking specks of red goo off his fingertips, filling the air with

chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what exactly do you

an answer from the

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

hung low, bitterness seeped

Earlington, 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

ever since they attempted to play up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the

to be defeated in

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

but they were once again faced with another obstacle before they could even cross the

able to handle the series

a long, heavy pause, Ozul and

they did not

set up in the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how it was broken by the mere disciples of the Heavenly

humiliation

should never settle.” The red-haired man found

the case, you should both

picked his head up

of trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your sh*tty plans?” The red-haired

Outer disciple, do you understand? It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You bunch of people are repulsive and incompetent, if you blindly follow their orders, you’d just become a bunch of sacrifices, you probably wouldn’t even

pointing his fingers

of them dared

the way the man did, they would have murdered

was a man of a whole other

no choice but to swallow their

up, if you follow your original plan,

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

there’s another way, follow