The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

It was precisely because Steve’s realm was completely incomparable with the group of monsters equivalent to Heavenly Spirit Realm that everyone did not take him too seriously from the beginning.

In everyone’s mind, he was at most a human cultivator, and he played a role in communication.

However, when all the demons looked desperate, Steve showed an utterly different viciousness.

When all the cultivators looked at him, they found that Steve’s face showed a mixture of regret, anger, unwillingness, and resentment.

At that moment, he was like an evil spirit that climbed up from hell with baleful auras on his body that almost condensed into a shape and turned into shriveled ghost claws, harvesting all the living beings’ lives!

“You… You won’t win so easily…”

Steve’s teeth were gritted so hard that his gums oozed blood, and the bloodshot streaks in his eyes frightened anyone at a glance.

Suddenly, he reached out and swallowed a dark green medicinal pill.

Then, Steve raised his head and spat out a mouthful of strange green gas, and he shouted hoarsely, “Ancestor, please… Take action!”

“What?!”

Everyone was shocked and looked at Steve in disbelief.

Would Steve ask the ancestor of the monsters to take action?

The ancestor of the monsters was like the existence of the Amethyst Palace Realm.

Would it ignore the code and appear here or make a move?

The elders of the six sects were all stunned by Steve’s words.

They all knew that although there was no explicit regulation, the cultivators and monsters tacitly agreed that those above Heavenly Spirit Realm would not appear in such a small region.

A slightly exaggerated analogy was that a general or prime minister would ignore the affairs of a small village, and the level of trivial matters would naturally be handled by people of equal status.

If a cultivator from the Amethyst Palace Realm came to such a place, it would be equivalent to destroying the law and trampling on the rules that cultivators and monsters maintained for thousands of years.

Kingdom for cultivation, he would only release a ray of spiritual thought and store

even if he were a Spiritual Master, he

invited the ancestor of the monsters to

ancestor of the monsters was

stunned and felt the slightest fear, Steve suddenly let out a

the mountains and forests, like a wolf howling under the moon, and like a hoarse cry

that, Steve’s body also started to undergo bizarre

to be in extreme agony as his body

on his back was suddenly propped open, and

also extended section by section, like a pangolin-like

speed of the change was strange, and almost when everyone was yet to recover from

first to notice the changes, and he immediately reminded

forward, blocking Jessica,

overestimating yourself!” Steve let out a shrill shout, and

turned into an afterimage invisible to

Vincent came back to his

there was no change in the void, Vincent immediately understood that Steve was just bluffing when he asked for the ancestor of the

by a Holy Land Realm evil cultivator, Vincent

he showed no

a violent slap, a loud noise of the mountain collapsing in the void, and boomng thunder

Steve turned a blind eye and went straight

thunder was about to hit Steve, the sky suddenly

feeling was like a person blinking

as if their souls were instantly crushed, and their

thunder that should have exploded violently on Steve’s head was like soft and silent spring rain, disappearing without any sound or

moved a few

the crowd, Vincent spat out

move, but a master of Heavenly Spirit Reahn, the

“How dare you?!”

calm eyes