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

to fathom how powerful and

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

whilst casually flicking specks of red goo off his fingertips, filling the air with

what exactly

from

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

low, bitterness seeped through

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that person, they thought they would be

expect to be defeated in an

mind the half of the people who were dead and

seek vengeance, but they were

would not be able to handle the

pause, Ozul and Lilian nodded in

not want

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

and humiliation

red-haired man found their

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

head up in an

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

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 follow their orders, you’d just become a bunch

his

dared to talk

them the way the man did, they would have murdered their whole

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

no choice but to swallow

original plan, you’ll just end

disciples or you’ll die by my hands.” The red-haired man did not bother hiding his

another way, follow