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.

as they were

struggled to fathom how powerful and capable

Lilian with a

casually flicking specks of red goo off his

bitterly, “Fine, what

want an answer from the both of

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

hung low, bitterness seeped through

ten in the wanted list, but they still had

ever since they attempted to play up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or at

to be defeated in

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

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

would not be able to handle the series of

pause, Ozul and Lilian nodded in

course, they did not want to settle

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

and humiliation engulfed

The red-haired man found

nodded, “If that’s the case, you should both

picked his head up

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

outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You bunch of people

red-haired man yelled whilst pointing his

them dared

anyone else who talked to them the way the man

a whole other level, a

choice but to swallow

if you follow your original plan, you’ll just

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

another way, follow