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.

palace, was enough to drive anyone who stepped

other human figures in the palace. Calling them human figures instead of human was because no one could

was tall and the

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

ground and almost integrated with the

was no wind in the hall, the

be seen through the gap that

short figure was a seven or

her waist, and she

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

on the

with the black object in a small bowl next to her. If time could flow backward for

were almost the same as a lump of solidified

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

in this state or how

moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly came

and it was getting closer and

stopped outside

a

color of the clay sculpture was brighter and more vivid from eyebrows

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

clay sculpture was kneeling on one knee outside the

mud, so it naturally could not

transmitted to the palace and to the two human

clay sculpture said was a kind

was urgent and

people could

who was playing the things in the

covering her face moved

thin figure slowly turned

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

had lost its moisture and was tightly

also dark purple in color, which was

as

moment, they moved slightly, giving people a

soon

front of the palace as if it was waiting