Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 629

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“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.

If any of you only think about revenge, then I’m sorry.

I feel that your vision is too short-sighted, and you’re not worthy of being my opponent.

If you want to have a battle, it’s better to compare who can go higher and farther on the road to
immortality in the future!”

Emmett’s words were reasonable, but it sounded as if he was also deliberately mocking Xander and
the others.

Xander grinned.

“To each their own.

Everyone has the choice to choose which path to take.

If your words easily sway the person, then it only means his intention on this path is insincere.



Such a person is not worthy of being called an opponent.”

Emmett gritted his teeth and did not dwell on the issue.

Instead, he continued, ”There are many opportunities for competition in the future, and this doesn’t
matter much.

In short, the dead cannot be resurrected, and the living can live better.

This is the cruelty of the pathway to immortality, and it’s also the driving force cultivators.”

Emmett did not give the others a chance to chime in, and he pointed at the towering Pantheon.

“I’m sure everyone has already benefited from the Thousands Spirits Islands spirit flowers and grasses.

Now, an immense treasure trove has been opened in front of us! Do you think the nation‘s official
religion election is just a single competition? It would be naive to think so.

Any game or competition on the pathway to immortality is a competition for resources and an
opportunity to widen the gap with others.”

“Pantheon was the master of the Thousands Spirit Island’s residence.

Even though he was only an individual cultivator, this island is located in the sea with a radius of
hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

It might not be as rich as a sect, but it’s still beyond our imagination.

Entering Pantheon this time is also a huge opportunity for each of us.

If we’re lucky, we’ll get some powerful techniques, magic spells, and even supernatural powers and
magic tools.



Then, even if we can’t win the nation’s official religion election competition, our strength can also be
greatly improved once we return!”

When he said that, Emmett paused, gave everyone a moment to think, and then continued, “There’s
only one state religion, but the opportunity belongs to everyone!”

Emmett told the truth.

If they wanted to go farther than others on 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 two facts.

One was that it was impossible to walk on the road of immortality without death, and one’s best friend
might not have journeyed as far.

When they thought about the friend one day, they would realize that the person was gone a long time
ago.

Secondly, the trip to Thousands Spirits Island was not only a competition but also a big opportunity.

If they grasped it, then their strength would have a giant leap.

Although many people were still unconvinced, they had to admit that Emmett had a clear vision.

Emmett glanced at the doubtful crowd and said, “I’ve experienced more near-death situations than you
can imagine, but the competition is still a competition.

When the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd appears, my Fauna Imperial Sect won’t be merciful
to you.



On the road to immortality in the future, my Fauna Imperial Sect disciples also won‘t fall behind
anyone!”

“That’s right, Emmett!” The other Fauna Imperial Sect disciples roared.

The sects from other disciples trembled.

Caspian stood among the Fauna Imperial Sect disciples, looking at the solemn expressions around
him, and he suddenly had a realization – he seemed to have mistaken the Fauna Imperial Sect disciple
before.

Different sects only had distinct concepts of cultivating disciples, but there was no right or wrong.

The Fauna Imperial Sect was one of the six major sects, which meant that the path they walked was in
line with the journey to immortality.

Naturally, it was the same for the Heavenly Stars Sect and Dark Moon Sect.

The pathway to immortality was not a single road.

However, as long as everyone followed their true intentions, they could naturally create a future for
themselves.

Thinking like that, something seemed to be about to break out of the cocoon in Caspian’s heart, and he
found that his previous understanding of the pathway to immortality was still a little narrow.

The Fauna Imperial Sect disciples took self-centeredness as their path, whereas Caspian’s was based
on his sense of protectiveness.

“If that’s the case, let’s see which of us has a stronger belief.”



After figuring out that question, Caspian‘s heart was clear with no doubts, and even his gaze became
more definite than before.

If Emmett knew his words would solve the doubts in the heart of a Heavenly Stars Sect disciple and
indirectly helped the other party improve his vision and strength, his reaction would be interesting.

“I’ve finished what I have to say.

Everyone, see you in Pantheon!” Emmett shouted, turned around, and led the Fauna Imperial Sect
disciples up the mountain road toward the gate of Pantheon.

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