The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“You can say what you want, but it’s up to us if we want to listen to it,” Xander replied indifferently.

A harsh light flashed in Emmett’s eyes.

However, he had his thoughts, so he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, saying, “We represent our respective sects to participate in the nation’s official religion election competition, and at its best, we’re only serving our sect.

I can understand the feeling of losing a fellow sect-mate as there are also Fauna Imperial Sect disciples who died.

In the future, you may even be in seclusion for 50 years, and when you come out, you’ll already be a different person.

At that time, are you still planning to avenge your friend from 50 years ago?”

After pausing, Emmett continued, “According to our Fauna Imperial Sect’s belief, the so-called companions are just those who accompany you during a certain period on the pathway to immortality.

You’ll have partners in the past, and you’ll have future friends too.

If any of you are promoted to Heavenly Spirit Realm in the future, will you still make friends with the cultivators who are in the Pulse Control Realm?”

Emmett’s words instantly silenced everyone.

Even though it sounded cruel, it was the truth.

At present, these fourteen people at the foot of the mountain represented their respective sects in the nation’s official religion election competition, but their future achievements would inevitably be different.

At that time, if the high-achieving person remembered the competition, it was out of friendship, but not his duty.

On the other hand, those with low achievements would only choose to keep the competition in their memory, and they would not ask for anything from those with higher success.

After all, the distinction between high and low ranking was like a difference between immortals and mortals, and they were no longer figures of the same level.

“So you’re saying…” One of the Dark Moon Sect disciples faintly figured out what Emmett implied.

“It‘s simple,” Emmett’s eyes swept across everyone and added, “The deceased died for the glory of the sect.

any of you only think about revenge,

feel that your vision is too short-sighted,

have a battle, it’s better to compare who can go higher and farther on the road to immortality

were reasonable, but it sounded as if he was also deliberately mocking Xander and

Xander grinned.

“To each their own.

to

sway the person, then it only

not worthy of being called an

and did not

”There are many opportunities for competition in the future,

cannot be resurrected, and the living can live

of the pathway to immortality, and it’s

others a chance to chime

the Thousands Spirits

front of us! Do you think the nation‘s official religion election is just a single

is a competition for resources and an

master of the Thousands Spirit Island’s

island is located in the sea with a radius of hundreds of

as a

Pantheon this time is also a huge opportunity

magic spells, and

can’t win the nation’s official religion election competition, our strength

and then continued, “There’s only one

Emmett told the truth.

the road of immortality, wealth, companions, techniques, and environment were important, and resources would be the most significant! The Pantheon showed in front of them was a golden opportunity, and Emmett’s words also proved

of immortality without death, and one’s best friend might not have

friend one day, they would realize that the person was gone a long

trip to Thousands Spirits Island was not

their strength would have a giant