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

to fathom how powerful

Ozul and Lilian with

whilst casually flicking specks of red goo off his

chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what exactly

from the

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

low, bitterness seeped through

in South Earlington, it was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no

be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or

expect to be defeated in an

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

vengeance, but they were once again faced

handle the series of blows they had to

a long, heavy pause, Ozul and

course, they did not

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

humiliation engulfed

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

should both

picked his head up

like yourselves would succeed in anything with

tell you the truth, the 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 bunch of people are repulsive and incompetent, if you blindly follow their orders, you’d just become a

man yelled whilst pointing his fingers at each

dared

it were anyone else who talked to them the way the man did, they would

was a man of a whole other

had no choice but

original plan, you’ll

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

course, there’s another way, follow