The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

There were few ordinary individuals who could become Nirvana stage cultivators. However, these things were not worth mentioning in front of the Chaos Primordial Stones.

Caspian couldn’t help but be amazed by the endless mysteries of the Primordial Chaos Stone. At the same time, in the world full of white fog.

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A looming tall figure was climbing a high mountain step by step. From the distance, it looked like a human, but it was a bit too tall.

Ordinary humans, even cultivators, rarely had such heights.

Taking a closer look, it could be found that the figure in the clouds was not bare-handed, but was practicing a very huge sickle. The sickle was as black as ink. From time to time, there would be ripples, turning into painful human faces. But soon, they broke like bubbles and returned to silence.

Such repeated actions gave people a gloomy and horrible feeling.

As a gust of cold wind blew, the clouds around the tall figure dispersed a little, revealing a white face.

There was a flame leaping in the depths of his empty eyes. It was like a candle in the wind that was extinguished with a single blow.

It was only when one truly approached it that one would realize that this little flame actually contained countless vitality. Even if the world collapsed, the Great Tao was obliterated, and the five elements were reversed, it might not be able to weaken at all!

It was a human skeleton, holding a strange sickle and climbing up the mountain.

Hu!

All of a sudden, a gust of cold wind blew and the fog surrounding the mountain was blown away, revealing its true form. The whole mountain was gray and white, and everything was made of bones.

Some of them were obviously the skeletons of the Human Clan cultivators, while others were the remains of the Demon Clan, the sea race, and even the Divine Devils!

there were still specks of golden light flashing, as

they had existed, nor did they know how many humans, demons, sea races, and Fiendgods had died. However, the human skeleton held the sickle in its hands, stepping on countless white bones,

to have sensed something. Its feet stood still, and its gaze turned towards an area of nothingness. If it could cross countless spaces in

again… Looks like… There’s someone else… Unlucky… Ha… Ha…

opened its mouth and smiled like a human, but

directions. However, as the human-shaped skeleton approached, the sounds along the way inexplicably disappeared. After

moment later, a figure wrapped in a black robe slowly walked over from above. The black-robed man’s figure was very

like a snowstorm. And the temperature around him was very low. The moisture in the air

seemed to have been chased away. In an instant, the human skeleton and the black-robed man

looked up, revealing his appearance. This was a somewhat withered and rotten

a zombie, and the pores all over his body were spurting out extremely horrible cold air. Even a Nirvana stage cultivator

was extremely powerful and

zombie said after thinking for a while.

would really come back. However, today, the human skeleton did return.

would even add fuel to the fire. But now, he only felt that it was not good. It was better

The human skeleton’s words were

like thunder, suddenly shattered all

not too late for you to leave now.” The black-robed zombie frowned, and

was not easy to deal with. It was not good that

an expression on his face, the human skeleton should be impatient at this time.

black-robed zombie did not say anything more. He quickly raised his palm under

rune was carved on his palm. The moment he lifted it, a large

500 kilometers,