The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The black fog churned and surged, but it was unusually quiet, giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

If it weren’t for the golden light, even cultivators of Heavenly Spirit Realm wouldn’t be able to see anything.

In the center of the black whirlpool, an underground was brightly lit at this moment.

Bright lamps lit up a huge space as bright as day.

Countless clay sculptures were densely packed but neatly arranged.

They were standing or kneeling, vivid and lifelike, making one’s scalp tingle at the sight of them.

These clay sculptures were facing a long staircase at the front.

The stairs were very wide, and each floor could accommodate at least forty or fifty people walking side by side.

The stairs were also very tall, with a total of 9999 floors.

It was as if they had been lifted up into the sky and transformed into a heavenly ladder.

At the top of the place stood a huge group of palaces.

The palaces were resplendent, carved, and painted like palaces where immortals lived.

They were luxurious and mysterious everywhere. Even the palaces of the noblest emperors in the mortal world were probably less than one in ten thousand here.

However, the palace complex was empty.

This kind of emptiness was enough to make people who saw this feel their hearts palpitate and their chests feel as if they were about to be torn apart.

The interior of the palaces was also full of gorgeous and noble aura.

But now, it was filled with an uneasy silence.

In the center of the palace was a huge coffin.

The coffin was nearly 30 meters long and 50 to 60 meters wide.

It was pitch-black and had a human shape similar to a relief sculpture on its surface.

This human shape was tall and sturdy, as if he had been cast as a whole.

But, the human figure was extremely twisted, especially the mouth on his face, which could not be done by an ordinary person, as if he was shouting and roaring desperately before he died.

quiet palace, was enough to drive anyone who

instead of human

was tall

black robe and held a wooden staff almost

the ground and almost integrated with

wind in the hall, the man’s robe swayed

the long robe was blown up by the wind, it could be seen through the

a seven or eight-year

hung down to her waist, and she was wearing a

color and the dark atmosphere of the palace were obviously incompatible with each other, but at this moment, it made people feel nervous as

kneeling on the ground with her

were fiddling with the black object in a small bowl next to her. If time could flow backward for many

same as a lump of

entire palace, only this coffin, a tall and thin human figure, and this little girl could be

unknown how long they had been in this state or

suddenly came from the steps

voice was fast and urgent, and

soon stopped outside

was a

this clay sculpture, the color of the clay sculpture was brighter and

was also because of this brighter life and color that the clay sculpture looked even more sinister and

on one knee outside the

made of mud, so

and to the two human

clay sculpture said was a kind

was urgent and

people could

as the clay sculpture was saying, the little girl who was playing the things in the

covering

tall and thin figure

the black robe covered his whole body, the human figure still could not be seen clearly, but it could be

its moisture and was tightly

were also dark purple in color, which was

were as sharp as

they moved slightly, giving people

clay sculpture soon

front of the palace as if it was waiting for