The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Before Caspian could say anything, the Holy Land Realm cultivator impersonating Phillip said, “The dead don’t need to know who we are!”

His voice was sharp and muffled behind his mask, causing a harsh and unpleasant sound as if someone brushed the bottom of a pot with an iron brush.

The leader of the imperial guards held a long spear and stood in front of the emperor, shouting angrily, “How dare you! The sect immortals are here, and you’ve no right to spurt nonsense!”

The Holy Land Realm cultivator impersonating Phillip scoffed and uttered, “How weak! Death is already knocking on your door, yet you’re still so senseless.”

“What?!” The head of the imperial guards was stunned.

The next moment, he felt his chin itch.

The irritation came very quickly, and it swiftly spread to both cheeks, his head, and all over his body! It felt like countless ants crawled wildly under his skin!

The leader of the imperial guards stretched out his hand and scratched his face.

However, just as he was about to do so, the flesh of his cheek was pulled off, revealing his gums.

Moreover, even though his flesh fell off, the itching did not stop.

Instead, it became worse than before.

In an instant, the imperial guard wailed in horror as he tried to remove his armor with force.

At the same time, he could not stop himself from scratching himself everywhere, and his flesh turned into pieces with just a touch.

In the blink of an eye, the leader of the imperial guards actually tore off all the flesh on his body, turning it into a skeleton soaked in blood before dying miserably.

In his eyes, there was incomparable horror and disbelief.

The entire process happened at a strange speed.

For the mortals, they watched the terrifying scene where it only took only a few seconds for an adult to be torn off all the flesh, turning him into blood and bones.

The tragic scene, combined with the leader’s hoarse screams, suddenly changed the expressions of all the civil and military officials present, and they stared at the cultivator impersonating Phillip with a terrified gaze.

The four monks who were like ghosts in the night suddenly became more menacing and chilling.

scalp tingling after watching the

killing people was too

of the imperial army naturally knew that scratching would

all over his body

a cultivator exclaimed from the crowd, “Blood Poison Sect! You’re Steve Merlo

Sect!”

the name in the

Blood Poison Sect was a small sect established in the Middle Earlington

newly refined

Blood Poison Sect’s evil cultivators escaped, and they were still

among the Blood Poison Sect surviving members, and he

was exposed, Steve

smile and said, “Now that you know my identity, don’t you regret what you just

was stunned, and then

Poison Sect was good at poisoning, and a strange poison obviously poisoned the leader

the leader of the imperial guards, it was naturally impossible for him to attend today’s dinner as he needed to maintain

must at least drink

he must have drank the poisoned water before he

palace was poisoned, the food and wine present would surely

almost all the mortals on

fingers in their

sect cultivators also started

were naturally stronger

so-called invincibility to poisons was only against poisons

Poison Sect’s poisons were all aimed at cultivators, they would inevitably be in slight trouble if their realm was not enough and the

saw everyone’s reactions,

that you’ve all guessed it…

among the officials suddenly

chaos, he fell to the ground and scratched his face and

on the second stroke onward, the flesh on the

pungent smell of blood instantly

more wailing sounds came from different directions in the

they scratched themselves into