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’.

was the

family only

competition even started, Ralph was already severely injured by

Faye, well… He did not have

no hope of winning the Dark Moon Sect’s

defeat before the actual combat would surely leave the head of the White

were not for the current circumstances, he might

party’s gaze, Molie cast a

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

purple robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he could not

man, and Molie

from Evergreen Town,’

of Veystone Town, which was located

family members in the Dark Cloud Forest, there was

Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days by foot for an

clans are here to spectate the competition too?’ Molie

he looked around

familiar middle-aged man on the high platform was the only

time, Molie heard a

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

to the person’s actions, it seemed as if he was explicitly informing

could immediately tell from the voice

he did not restrain himself and directly asked, “What‘s he

forward and stood beside

that during the Gibson family’s clan meeting, there was a minor

by the Gibson

when did this

a thought before answering, “Around the end of last month or

and he was actually in the Dark Cloud Forest

Town, Molie would not care about other towns’

when he was in Dark Cloud Forest, he naturally would not know

voice

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

the same thought, and their minds were filled with

they kept their confusions in their heads and