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!

still specks of golden light flashing, as if they were talking

piled up. No one knew how many years 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, heading towards Bone Mountain that could not be seen at all, or there was no

area of nothingness. If it could cross countless spaces in this direction, then this gaze would fall on

He’s… Promoted again… Looks like… There’s someone else… Unlucky… Ha… Ha… Very

skeleton opened its mouth and smiled like a human, but soon retracted its

skeleton approached, the sounds along the way inexplicably

black robe slowly walked over from

around him was very low. The moisture in the air turned into snowflakes, and even the space was frozen. However, all of this couldn’t continue until it

chased away. In an instant, the human skeleton and the black-robed man

was a somewhat withered and

the pores all over his body were spurting out extremely horrible cold air. Even a Nirvana stage cultivator would likely be frozen into

extremely

really came back,” the black-robed zombie said after thinking for a while. His tone was a little

really

ago, the black-robed zombie would have thought it was interesting and he would even add fuel to the fire. But

should… Take my… Things…” The human skeleton’s words were

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

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

to deal with. It was not good that he

If there was an expression on his face, the human skeleton should be impatient at this time. “I… Said… I want to… Take back… My

say anything more. He quickly raised his palm

he lifted it, a large ice and

500 kilometers, 5,000 kilometers,