The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The earth was collapsing.

Broken walls and ruins could be seen everywhere.

The familiar villagers’ faces were full of dust and fear.

Under the collapsed houses in the distance, blood was flowing out.

The sounds of sobbing and crying continued to reach the ears.

What everyone saw and heard at this moment was such a scene.

A figure suddenly stood up.

The noon sun fell from the highest point of the sky.

Everyone squinted their eyes and felt that this figure was familiar, with a trace of sadness and desolation at this time.

The next moment, everyone saw that the person who stood up from the crowd and walked towards the huge demon step by step with determination was their Village Chief.

Many villagers couldn’t remember how old Village Chief was this year.

In many people’s impression, when they were still young, he was the Village Chief, and it seemed that he had always been like this. But if they thought about it carefully, it didn’t seem that Village Chief’s back was as weak as it was now several decades ago.

He was much stronger when walking than he was now.

In the past few decades, everyone in the village knew that when Village Chief was young, he was once a warrior who had fought with the bandits from Dragon Spine Mountain.

However, Stone Drake Village had never been attacked by bandits for so many years.

Therefore, he had never a chance to show off in front of the villagers.

Although occasionally, there would be juniors who were immature and wanted to exchange pointers with Village Chief in the name of asking for guidance, he always refused with a smile.

He said that it would be laughed at if the elders bullied the younger generation.

Or he would say something like that it was a taboo in the cultivation world to bully the weak.

In short, no one had ever seen the village chief who claimed to be warrior made a move.

In the early years, there were naturally some people who were not convinced. But later, Village Chief did indeed do things for the village.

Even some of the youths in the village also had extraordinary skills because of his verbal guidance.

no warrior had appeared, everyone still

Villagers

learn martial arts at the age of ten under the guidance of the village chief and the

next twenty years, there would definitely be a warrior of True Martial

be a warrior had obtained the approval and respect of the villagers with his

was a warrior, if Village Chief hadn’t mentioned it from

that Village Chief was a warrior had become a friendly

village chief was really a

what would they expect him to do since he

today, the village was attacked by a terrifying demon and all

one dared to resist, but the old village chief

not only needed to cultivate themselves, but also to protect the climate under their

Chief walked step by step to where

green bricks had just been smashed into ruins by the purple-gold ape

searched through the ruins and then bent down with his back to

The villagers who saw this scene couldn’t help but

Chief’s son was quietly shouting from afar, “Father… Father, what are you doing? Come

Chief was getting old, and he was greatly stimulated

Village Chief’s waist

out an aura of iron

smell of blood and fire surged out from his

Chief’s arm reached

Crack! Swoosh!

saber was suddenly

he turned around again, Village Chief’s smiling face carried a serious and resolute expression that they

light in his eyes. Under the coarse cloth gown, there seemed to

feel the changes in Village Chief’s

couldn’t help but

help but gasp at this moment

“Village Chief…”

is really a

“Village Chief didn’t lie…”

“He is a warrior…”

voices began to come out

the fact that Village Chief was a warrior was even more shocking than the

no match for

Village Chief had displayed seemed to have been cast in the hearts of the villagers