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

in addition to the coffin, there were two other human figures in the palace. Calling them human figures instead of human was

of the two figures was tall and the other was

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

the ground and almost integrated

in the hall, the

by the wind, it could be seen through

was a seven or eight-year old little

down to her waist, and she was wearing a pink palace

bright color and the dark atmosphere of the palace were obviously incompatible with each other, but at this moment, it made people feel nervous as if their

little girl was kneeling on the

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

now, they were almost the same

coffin, a tall and thin human figure, and this

long they had been in this

rush of footsteps suddenly came from the steps

and urgent, and it was getting closer and

stopped outside the

was a walking

the clay sculpture was brighter and more vivid

and color that

was kneeling on one knee outside the

mouth was made of mud, so it

was clearly transmitted to the palace and to the two

clay sculpture said was a kind of

was urgent

people could not

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

white veil covering

tall and thin

could be

moisture

nails in his hands were also dark purple in color,

were as

moved slightly, giving

soon finished its

of the palace as if it