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.

with this empty and quiet palace, was enough to drive anyone who

to the coffin, there were two other human figures in the palace. Calling them human figures instead of human was because no one

was tall

black robe and held a

was flowing on the ground and almost integrated with the

was no wind in the hall, the man’s robe swayed

wind, it could be

a seven or eight-year

moist hair hung down to her waist, and

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

on the ground

fiddling with the black object in a small bowl next to her. If time could flow backward for many years, those black objects, which had long

same as a lump of solidified

this coffin, a tall and thin human

in this state

a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the steps

and urgent, and it was getting closer

stopped outside the

was a walking clay

clay sculpture, the color of the clay sculpture was brighter

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

kneeling on one knee

made of mud, so it naturally

and to

was a kind of

was urgent

people could not understand

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

veil covering her

tall and thin figure

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

had lost its moisture and

in his hands were also dark purple in color,

as sharp

slightly, giving people a feeling of cutting the

clay sculpture soon finished its

was still kneeling in front of the palace