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

powerful and capable the

and Lilian with a smile on

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

bitterly, “Fine, what exactly do you

answer from the

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

Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness seeped

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

ever since 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 Land

not expect to be defeated in

people who were dead and injured,

vengeance, but they were once again faced with another obstacle before they could

able to handle the

long, heavy pause, Ozul and Lilian

they did not want to

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

humiliation

red-haired man found their responses

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

head up

a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your

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

yelled whilst pointing his fingers

of them dared to

who talked to them the way the man did, they would have

man of a whole other level, a man that

had no choice but to

up, if you follow your original

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

there’s another way,