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 both shaken to

struggled to fathom how powerful

Ozul and Lilian with a smile on

of red goo off

chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what exactly

from

for?” The red-haired man

Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness

list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no one tried to

person, they thought they would be leveled in

did not expect to be defeated in

the half of the people who were dead and injured, they

vengeance, but

be able to handle the series of

long, heavy pause, Ozul

not want to settle for

in the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how

humiliation

red-haired man found their responses to

should both come with me from

head up

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

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

red-haired man yelled whilst pointing his

of them dared to talk

to them the way the man did, they would

a whole other level, a man that was unfathomable to

no choice but to swallow

follow your original plan, you’ll

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

course, there’s another way,