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.

empty and quiet palace, was enough to drive anyone who

instead of human was because no one could be sure whether these

figures was tall and the other was

taller one wore a long black robe and held a wooden staff almost as

flowing on the ground and almost integrated with the black

wind in the hall,

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

seven or eight-year old little

hair hung down to her waist, and she was wearing a

incompatible with each other, but at this moment, it made people feel nervous as if their throats were pressed

was kneeling on the ground with her face

flow backward for many years, those black objects, which had long withered, would become the original grapes with moist

same as a lump

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

unknown how long they had been in this state or how long they would

footsteps suddenly

and it was getting

stopped

was a

sculpture, the color of the clay sculpture was

life and color that the clay sculpture looked

kneeling on one

made of mud, so it

was clearly transmitted to the palace and to the two

was

urgent and

people could not

the clay sculpture was saying, the little girl who was playing the things in the bowl stopped what she was

covering her face moved

thin figure slowly turned

the human figure still could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that the hand holding

moisture and was

hands were also dark purple in

were as sharp as

they moved slightly, giving people a feeling of

clay sculpture soon finished its

kneeling in front of the palace as if it was waiting