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.

coffin, together with this empty and quiet palace, was

other human figures in the palace. Calling them human figures instead of human was because

the two figures was tall and the

a long black robe and held a wooden staff almost as tall

on the ground and almost integrated

the hall, the man’s robe

blown up by the wind, it could be seen through the gap that the lanky

seven

moist hair hung down to her waist,

other, but at

kneeling on the ground with

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

almost the same as a lump of solidified

tall and thin human figure, and this little girl could be seen at

long they had been in

suddenly came from the steps

and it was getting closer and

soon stopped outside the

was a walking clay

the clay sculpture was brighter and

and color that the clay sculpture looked even more sinister

kneeling on one knee outside the

of mud, so

clearly transmitted to the palace and to the two human figures in front

sculpture said was

was urgent and

could not

the little girl who was playing the things in the bowl stopped what

veil covering her

tall and thin figure slowly

but it could be seen that the hand holding

moisture

nails in his hands were also dark purple in color,

as sharp as

this moment, they moved slightly, giving people a feeling

clay sculpture soon finished

still kneeling in front of the palace as if it was waiting for an