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

struggled to fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired man

Lilian with a smile on his face, “Can we talk

whilst casually flicking specks of red goo off his

chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what exactly do you

an answer from

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

Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness seeped

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

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

not expect to be defeated in

people who were dead and injured, they almost did

of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they were once again faced with another obstacle before they could

able to handle the series of blows

Ozul and Lilian nodded

course, they did not want to settle for

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

humiliation

settle.” The red-haired man found their responses

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

head up in an

trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your sh*tty plans?” The

you understand? It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You

pointing his fingers

dared

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

was a man of a whole other level, a

had no choice but

your original plan, you’ll just

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

another way, follow