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.

and Lilian exchanged gazes as they were both shaken to

fathom how powerful

around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile on his

red-haired man asked whilst casually flicking specks of red goo off his fingertips, filling the

“Fine, what

from the both of

settling for?” The

and Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness

was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent

up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or at the very least, the Holy Land

to be defeated

the half of the people who were dead

the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but

not be able to handle the series of blows

heavy pause, Ozul and

did not want to settle

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

humiliation

never settle.” The red-haired man found their responses

should both come with me from now

Ozul picked his head up

you want to die? Do you think a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your sh*tty plans?” The

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 bunch of sacrifices, you probably wouldn’t

whilst pointing his fingers

of them dared to talk

them the way the man did,

standing before them was a man of a whole other level, a man that was unfathomable

choice but to swallow

your original plan,

the six major sect disciples or you’ll

course, there’s another