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

family

competition even started, Ralph was already severely injured by Molie

for Faye, well… He did not have the chance to

it could be said that the White family had no hope of winning the Dark Moon Sect’s

before the actual combat would surely leave the head of

the current circumstances,

the party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold glance

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

purple robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he could not pinpoint where they met

next to the man, and Molie was instantly shocked as it was

from Evergreen

knew of Veystone Town, which was located after the Dark Cloud

Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and one of them

Veystone Town would take 20

here to spectate the competition

looked

man on the high platform was the only one from Veystone

that time, Molie heard

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from

What a rare guest.”

person’s actions, it seemed as if he

immediately tell from the voice that it was

and directly asked,

took a step forward and stood beside

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

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

this

answering, “Around the end of last month

and he was actually in

Molie would not care

in Dark Cloud Forest, he naturally would not know anything

Bowen’s voice

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

and Molie coincidentally had the same thought, and their minds were filled with countless

kept their confusions in their heads and did not blurt it