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Chapter 1507

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"This brat actually has such astonishing talent and attainments in the law of wind. What exactly is his background?"

The female deacon was secretly speechless. Soon after, she gave a self-deprecating laugh. "He's just a clone. Even if he had some background in the past, it doesn't matter. I'm actually competing with a puppet clone. How comical."

With this thought in mind, the black robed female deacon withdrew the surging Yuan Power on her body and gradually slowed down.

Seeing that the beautiful figure in front of him had slowed down, Long Bufan also slowed down a little at a moderate pace. After which, his gaze was slightly appreciative as he observed the plump buttocks that were swaying left and right. At the same time, he clicked his tongue and secretly praised, while also following behind in satisfaction.

A moment later, she led Long Bufan to the middle of the mountain.

Unlike the foot of the mountain, there were palaces and pavilions as far as the eye could see. They extended all the way to the top of the mountain. Stone roads formed by piles of green granite stretched out and led to various places. It was just like a small city. The nearby activity had unknowingly become a little denser. It was not as sparse as it was at the foot of the mountain.

Long Bufan raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw that at the center of the group of palaces, which was the top of the mountain, there stood an exceptionally large palace. It was surrounded by clouds and mist, faintly giving off a grand and majestic aura.

Obviously, this palace was the head of the group of palaces and also the main palace of the Duty Hall. It was called the Green Cloud Palace and was a high-level place where the deacon and other Shrine Pavilion elders could enter.

The female deacon led Long Bufan to a small palace and stopped in front of the door. Her voice was still cold as she said, "This is the place where the new disciples of the Duty Hall report. You may enter."

"Senior sister, thank you for leading the way." Long Bufan cupped his hands politely. Then, he pointed to the main palace at the top of the mountain and asked, "May I ask if that palace is where Lord Bai Weng is staying?"

"That is the main palace of our Duty Hall. Of course, only Lord Bai Weng is qualified to stay there." The female deacon also raised her head to look at the huge palace at the top of the mountain. When she mentioned Bai Weng's name, her cold eyes were filled with unconcealable respect.

In the Shrine Pavilion, the people who were most loyal to Bai Weng were the people of the Duty Hall. No matter what Bai Weng wanted to do, almost all deacons would respond with a single call. Even if he wanted to betray the Shrine Pavilion, they would do it.

This was because the founder of the Duty Hall was Bai Weng.

Therefore, they were not loyal to the Shrine Pavilion, but their deacon, Bai Weng.

As for the Fire Scale Pavilion, the Golden Thunder Pavilion, the Water Spirit Pavilion, the Earth Bell Pavilion and the Wind Wood Pavilion, they were not completely under Bai Weng's control. Nearly half of their power was in the hands of the five pavilion masters, as well as the elders of the Punishment Hall and Supreme Hall.

However, since the establishment of the Duty Hall, they had experienced countless battles with the Yimo. They were an iron army that had been baptized in blood. Their battle strength alone was enough to contend with the five pavilions and two halls.

It was also because of the Deacon Hall's powerful army that when the Venerable ascended to the God Realm, the higher-ups of the Deacon Hall didn't dare to openly oppose Bai Weng's takeover of the Deacon Hall. They all obediently handed over half of their power.

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