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.

gazes as they were both shaken to

powerful and capable the

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

flicking specks of red goo off his

what exactly do you

want an answer from the both

for?” The red-haired man looked them in

and Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness seeped through their

it was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no one tried to seek trouble

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

not expect to

of the people who were dead and injured, they almost did

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

to handle the series

pause, Ozul and

not want to settle

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

and humiliation engulfed

The red-haired

case, you should both

Ozul picked his head up

Do you want to die? Do you think a bunch of trash like yourselves would

It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in

red-haired man yelled whilst pointing his

of them dared to talk

the way the man

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

had no choice but to swallow

your original

sect disciples or you’ll

course, there’s another way,