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

palace. Calling them human figures instead of human was because no one could be sure whether these two fellows could be called

two figures was

one wore a long black robe and held a wooden

ground and almost integrated with

in the hall, the

be

seven or

hair hung down to her waist, and

with each other, but at this moment, it made people

the ground with her face

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

they were almost the same as a lump of

this coffin, a tall and thin

they had been in this state

this moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the steps

voice was fast and urgent, and

stopped outside the

a walking clay

of the clay sculpture

life and color that the clay sculpture looked

was kneeling on

mouth was made of mud,

palace and to the two human figures in front of

the clay sculpture said was a kind of obscure

was urgent

people could not understand

who was playing the things in the

covering her face moved

and thin

could be seen that the hand holding the wooden staff was extremely horrible purple and black, and

its moisture and was

his hands were also dark

as sharp as

slightly, giving people a feeling of

clay sculpture soon finished

still kneeling in front of the palace as