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’.

man was the head of the

family only had two

the competition even started, Ralph was already

He did not have the chance to

family had no hope of winning

the actual combat would surely leave the head of the White

not for the current circumstances, he might have personally killed

party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold glance

line of sight fell on a middle-aged man in a purple robe not

appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but

sign next to the man, and Molie was instantly shocked

someone from Evergreen

Town, which was

Yates family members in the Dark Cloud

Veystone Town would

are here to spectate the competition too?’

looked around

high platform was the only

time, Molie heard a whisper

“Heh.

from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

it seemed as if he was

from

restrain himself and directly asked, “What‘s

forward

family’s clan meeting, there was a minor hiccup,

Gibson family, and I don’t really

did this happen?”

the end of last month

calculated the time, and he was actually in the

in Evergreen Town, Molie would not care about other

Forest, he naturally would not know anything

voice came

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

the same thought,

in their heads