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’.

understood that this man was the

family, the White family only had two

even started, Ralph was already severely

not have the chance to win

said that the White family had no hope of winning the Dark

actual combat would surely leave the head of the White family

it were not for the current circumstances, he

party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold

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

to Leonardo, but he could not pinpoint where

the man, and Molie was instantly shocked as it was written, ‘Veystone Town,

from

Town, which was located

members in the Dark Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and one of them led to Veystone

Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days by

spectate the competition

he looked around

high platform was the only one from

heard

“Heh.

Gibson from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

as if he

tell from the voice that it

not restrain himself and directly asked, “What‘s

a step forward and

before that during the Gibson family’s clan meeting, there was a minor hiccup, and someone was against him being

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

this happen?” Molie

the end of

time, and he was actually in the Dark Cloud

Town, Molie would not care about other

in Dark Cloud Forest,

voice

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

same thought, and their minds were filled with countless

their heads and did not