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.

they were both shaken to their

how powerful

turned around, facing Ozul and Lilian

of red goo

“Fine, what exactly

answer from the

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

Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness

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

would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or at the very least, the Holy

did not expect to

who were dead and injured, they almost

Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but

person would not be able to handle the series of blows

a long, heavy pause, Ozul

did not

the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how it was broken by the mere disciples of the Heavenly

and humiliation

you should never settle.” The red-haired man found their responses

case, you should both come with me from now

picked his head up in

you think a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed in anything with your

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 of sacrifices, you probably wouldn’t even know how you

red-haired man yelled whilst pointing his fingers

of them dared to talk

else who talked to them the way the man did,

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

choice but

your original plan, you’ll just end

you’ll die by my

course, there’s another