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 enough to drive anyone who stepped

them human figures instead of human was because no one could be sure

the two figures was tall and the other was

wore a long black robe and held a wooden staff

the ground and almost integrated

no wind in the hall, the man’s

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

short figure was a seven or eight-year

hung down to her waist, and she

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 throats were

was kneeling on the ground with her

to her. If time could flow

they were almost the same as a lump

and thin human figure, and this

was unknown how long they had been in

this moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the

and it

stopped outside the

a walking

clay sculpture was

life and color that

was kneeling on one

mud, so it naturally

and to the two human figures in front of the

the clay sculpture said was a kind of

was urgent and

could

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

white veil covering her face

tall and thin figure slowly turned

his whole body, the human figure still could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that the hand holding the wooden staff was extremely horrible purple and black, and it

lost its moisture and

his hands were also dark purple

as

they moved slightly, giving people

sculpture soon finished

it was still kneeling in front of the