The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Bowen pulled a long face, and it seemed as if he was not in the mood to answer that question.

Then, he waved his hands as he walked toward the crowd, mumbling, “Let me worry about this instead.

Sigh.

What a headache…”

Although Bowen did not make much sense, Molie still caught a message from his words… That was not the only way to enter a sect.

After thinking about it for a while, Molie also understood the gateway to immortality was never limited, and one could enter as long as one had the chance.

The chance would either be having an impressive talent or those like Jordan, who had an innate Pure Jade Physique.

At the same time, this would allow people to have an opportunity to enter the gateway of immortality.

After all, a genius could spur the clan.

Nonetheless, Molie also believed that this competition was not limited to Evergreen Town, and there should be other ways too, which Bowen knew about.

However, based on Bowen’s tone, it seemed the different paths to enter the gateway to immortality would be much more complex than Evergreen Town’s trials.

Evergreen Town’s competition was already an unimaginably arduous test for the participants.

‘It seems that entering the gateway to immortality is indeed a competitive path.

Back when I was in Salleria, I didn’t even know such an opportunity existed.’

Just as Molie lamented, a warrior outside informed the competition was about to start, and there were also people guiding the participants to get out of the hall.

Following the lead, Molie arrived at the crowded outdoor.

Then, he saw all the participating warriors gathered in a public square, and spectators surrounded the area.

The leaders of the major families in Evergreen Town, as well as important people such as Ian and William, sat on the platform with the best view.

Suddenly, Molie felt a resentful gaze looking at him from the high platform, and he cast a cold glance in the direction.

Then, he met the glaring stare of a middle-aged man.

Beside the man, there was a sign that wrote, ‘White’.

the head

the White family only

was already severely injured by

did not

family had no hope of winning the Dark Moon

the actual combat would surely leave

not for the current circumstances, he might have

the party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold glance

on a middle-aged man in

purple robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to

peeped at the wooden identification sign next to the man, and Molie was instantly shocked as it was written, ‘Veystone Town, The Gibson

someone from Evergreen Town,’ Molie

Veystone Town, which was

Cloud

would take

clans are here to spectate the competition too?’ Molie was

looked

that the familiar middle-aged man on the high

heard a whisper

“Heh.

from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

person’s actions, it seemed as if he was explicitly

tell from the voice that it

restrain himself and directly

a step forward and

family’s clan meeting, there was a minor hiccup, and someone was against him being the head of

later suppressed by the Gibson family, and I don’t really

when did this happen?” Molie

“Around the end of last

calculated the time, and he was actually in the Dark Cloud Forest during the

Town, Molie would not

Forest, he naturally would not know

voice

clan’s in hot water, what’s he doing here in Evergreen Town as the leader of his family? Isn’t he worried that without him there, no one would

same thought, and their

in their heads