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’.

this man was the head of

family, the White family only

the competition even started, Ralph was already severely injured

not have the chance to win

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

surely leave the head of the White family

were not for the current circumstances, he might have

gaze, Molie cast a cold

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

robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to

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

someone from

Town, which was located after the

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

distance between Evergreen Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days by foot for an ordinary

clans are here to spectate the

he looked around

high

heard a

“Heh.

from

What a rare guest.”

seemed as if he was explicitly

Molie could immediately tell from the voice that it

not restrain himself and directly asked,

forward

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

suppressed by the Gibson family, and

when did this

“Around the end of last

and he was actually in the

Molie would not

when he was in Dark Cloud Forest, he naturally

Bowen’s voice

Town as the leader of his family? Isn’t he worried that without him

Molie coincidentally had the same thought, and their

their heads and did not blurt