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’.

that this man was the head of

Lawrence family, the White family only had two

started, Ralph was already severely injured

for Faye, well… He did not have the chance

no

combat would surely leave the head of the

current circumstances, he might have personally killed

party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold

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

man, and Molie was instantly shocked

he’s not someone from

which was located after the Dark Cloud

bumped into the few Yates family members in the Dark Cloud Forest,

would take

here to spectate the competition too?’

he looked

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

heard a whisper behind

“Heh.

Gibson from Veystone

What a rare guest.”

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

immediately tell from the voice

himself and directly asked, “What‘s

took a step forward and stood

there was a minor

the matter was later suppressed by the Gibson

when did this

before answering, “Around the end of last month

was actually

in Evergreen Town, Molie would not care about other

Forest, he naturally would not

Bowen’s voice came

Town as the leader of his family? Isn’t he worried that without him there, no one would be able to control the

coincidentally had the same thought,

they kept their confusions in their heads and