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

to fathom how powerful

Ozul and Lilian with a

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

bitterly, “Fine, what exactly do

from the both of

what you’re settling for?” The red-haired

hung low, bitterness seeped through

list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no

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

did not expect to be defeated in an

the half of the people who were dead and injured, they almost did not

determined to return to the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they were once again faced with

able to handle the series

pause, Ozul and Lilian

course, they did not

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

humiliation engulfed

The red-haired man

case, you should both come

Ozul picked his head up in an instant,

think a bunch of trash like yourselves would

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

red-haired man yelled whilst pointing his fingers at each of the

of them dared to

them the way the

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

choice but to

original plan,

sect disciples or you’ll die

there’s another