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.

warrior had appeared, everyone still saw the

Chief gradually became respected by the Villagers and became

arts at the age of ten under

warrior of True

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

the fact that he always said that he was a warrior, if Village

the fact that Village Chief was a warrior had become a friendly

the village chief was

if he was a warrior, what would they expect him to do since he was so

the village was attacked by a terrifying

dared to resist, but the old village

and his body was not as strong as before, warriors not only needed to cultivate themselves, but also to protect the climate under their

Village Chief walked step by step to where his home should

been smashed into ruins

through the ruins and then bent down with

this scene couldn’t help but ask in

from afar, “Father…

could not help but come to everyone’s minds, “Village Chief was getting old, and he was greatly

Village Chief’s waist suddenly

thin back suddenly burst out

blood and fire surged

loud shout, Village Chief’s arm reached into the ruins

Crack! Swoosh!

long saber was suddenly pulled out of the ruins

a

the coarse cloth gown,

feel the

but widen their

son couldn’t help but gasp at this moment as he muttered, “When did

“Village Chief…”

is really a

“Village Chief didn’t lie…”

“He is a warrior…”

voices began to come out from

that Village Chief was a warrior was even more shocking

well that even the strongest warrior was no match for this huge demon, let alone an old

and determination that Village Chief had displayed seemed to have been cast in the hearts of the villagers to protect the