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’.

quickly understood that this man was the head of the White family in

family only had two candidates,

already severely injured

not have the

had no hope of winning the Dark Moon

leave the head

it were not for the current circumstances, he might have personally killed Molie

party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold glance

he looked away, his line of sight fell on a middle-aged man in a purple robe not far away from the head of

appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he could not pinpoint

wooden identification sign next to the man, and Molie

someone from Evergreen Town,’

Veystone Town, which was located after the Dark Cloud

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

would take 20 days by foot

are here to spectate the competition

he looked around

on the high

heard a whisper

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

as if he was explicitly

immediately tell from the voice

he did not restrain himself and directly

step forward and

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

Gibson family, and I don’t really know

when did this happen?” Molie

gave it a thought before answering, “Around the

he was actually in

he was in Evergreen Town, Molie would not care about other

in Dark Cloud Forest,

Bowen’s voice

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 be able to control the situation? Or perhaps there’s a reason for his

the same thought, and

kept their confusions in their heads and did not blurt it