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’.

that this man was the head of the White family

the Lawrence family, the White family only had two candidates,

was already severely injured by Molie and

not have the chance to win

could be said that the White family had no hope

leave the head

for the current circumstances,

gaze, Molie cast a

he looked away, his line of sight fell on a middle-aged man in a purple

robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he could not pinpoint

peeped at the wooden identification sign next to the man, and

from Evergreen Town,’

knew of Veystone Town, which was

Yates family members in the Dark Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and

between Evergreen Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days

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

looked

high platform was the only one from Veystone

Molie heard a whisper behind

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from

What a rare guest.”

as if he was

could immediately tell from the voice that it was

did not restrain himself and directly

step forward

there was a minor hiccup, and someone was against him being the head

the Gibson family, and

did this happen?”

thought before answering, “Around the end of last month or early

he was actually in the Dark Cloud Forest

he was in Evergreen Town, Molie would

was in Dark Cloud Forest, he naturally would not know anything

Bowen’s voice

Isn’t he worried that without him there, no one would be able to control the situation? Or perhaps there’s a reason for

coincidentally had the same thought, and their

their confusions in their heads and