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!

only that, every corpse was not simple. Even after countless years, there were still specks of golden light flashing,

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, heading towards Bone Mountain that could not be seen at all, or there was

Its feet stood still, and its gaze turned towards an area of nothingness. If

like… There’s someone else… Unlucky… Ha… Ha… Very good…

mouth and smiled like a human, but soon

the sounds along the way inexplicably

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

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

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

a somewhat withered and rotten face that didn’t

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

extremely powerful

really came back,” the black-robed zombie said after thinking for

party would really come back. However, today, the human

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

The human skeleton’s words

next moment, a sentence, like thunder, suddenly shattered all the bones around, “Get

for you to leave now.” The black-robed zombie frowned, and a cold

not good that he came back, but it

there was an expression on his face, the human skeleton should be impatient at this time. “I… Said… I

anything more. He quickly raised his palm under

was carved on his palm. The moment he lifted it, a large ice and snow formation appeared between him and the human

kilometers, 500 kilometers,