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.

and quiet palace, was enough to drive anyone

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

two figures was tall and

wore a long black robe and held a wooden staff almost

robe was flowing on the ground and almost integrated with the

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

be seen through the gap that the lanky human figure had no

a seven

hung down to her waist,

with each other, but

kneeling on the ground with her face facing the

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 withered, would become the original grapes

almost the same

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

how long they had been in this state

moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the steps

urgent, and it was getting closer and

stopped outside

was a walking

color of the clay sculpture was brighter and more vivid from

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

sculpture was kneeling on one knee outside the

made of mud, so it naturally could

was clearly transmitted to the palace and to the two

the clay sculpture said was a kind

was urgent and

people could not

sculpture was saying, the little girl who was playing the

white veil covering her face moved

tall and thin figure slowly turned

be seen clearly, but it could be seen that the hand holding the

lost its moisture and was

were also dark purple

were as

they moved slightly, giving

clay sculpture soon finished

it was still kneeling in front of the palace