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

the White family only had two candidates,

the competition even started, Ralph was already

not

family had no hope of winning the Dark Moon Sect’s

a defeat before the actual combat would surely leave the head of the White family fuming in

were not for the current circumstances, he might have personally

gaze, Molie cast

on a middle-aged man

appeared somewhat familiar to

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

from Evergreen

of Veystone Town, which was located after the Dark Cloud

the Dark Cloud Forest, there was

between Evergreen Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days by

clans are here to spectate the competition too?’ Molie was

looked

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

time, Molie heard a whisper

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from Veystone

What a rare guest.”

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

could immediately tell from the

not restrain himself and

a step forward and stood

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

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

this

it a thought before answering, “Around the end of last

and he was actually in

Molie would not care about other

Cloud Forest,

voice came

he worried that without him there, no

thought, and their minds

in their heads