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 shaken to their

to fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired man

the red-haired man turned around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile on

red goo off his fingertips, filling

what

want an answer from the

The red-haired man

Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness seeped through their

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

that person, they thought they would be

expect to be defeated

the half of the people who were dead and injured, they almost did not survive

to return to the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they

to handle the series of blows

Ozul and Lilian nodded in

course, they did not want to

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

and humiliation engulfed

red-haired man found their

that’s the case, you should

his head up in

trash like yourselves would succeed in

joining the nation‘s official religion election! 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

yelled whilst pointing his fingers at each of

them dared to talk

anyone else who talked to them the way the

them was a man of a whole other

no choice but to swallow

original plan,

die in the hands of the six major sect disciples or you’ll die by

another way,