1817: C1817 suppressive state

C1817 suppressive state

After that, Bai Weng pondered for a while, and continued: "On this trip, other than the thirteen Purple robe deacon s, the rest of the Five Pavilion Disciples s will be led by Wang Meng. Chu Yan, Lan Qin, Xiao Chong, Wei Yu, the four of you assist from the side."2

As he spoke till here, Bai Weng's originally gentle gaze suddenly became stern. Looking at the five young figures at the very front of the crowd, he shouted in a deep voice, "I hope that the five of you can lead your fellow disciples and return safely!"

"Yes sir!"

The five figures that were being watched immediately responded in a clear voice.

As his voice faded, countless gazes immediately shot towards the five imposing figures. No one's expression was the slightest bit disturbed. It was as if they took it for granted that the five of them were leading a group.

This was because they all knew that these five people, regardless of background, prestige, or personal strength, were the strongest five among the three hundred people present.

"If I'm not wrong, these five fellows should be from the five pavilion masters, right?"

Long Bufan shot a glance at the five people, four men and one woman, and they were all wearing the same Disciples of the Divine Hall clothing: Golden Lightning Pavilion, Wooden Wind Pavilion, Water Spirit Pavilion, Fire Scale Pavilion, and Earthen Bell Pavilion.

Moreover, what made Long Bufan even more certain that they had a blood relation with the five pavilion masters was their surnames, which coincidentally matched up with the five pavilion masters. If one looked carefully, they would be able to see that there were some similarities between the five of them.

"It seems that even the Temple Hall has to fight with their fathers." Fortunately, Bai Weng had mentioned in his words that the thirteen Purple robe deacon s did not need to accept the commands of the five of them, otherwise, their freedom would be restricted, and it would be difficult for them to secretly carry out their missions.

"Looks like out of the five people here, this Wang Meng fellow is the strongest, no wonder he was appointed as the leader."

Long Bufan's gaze swept across them, and then stopped at a golden-robed youth who was standing in the middle position.

This Wang Meng was dressed in the robes of a disciple of the Golden Lightning Pavilion's Golden Branch, and had a burly stature with long hair flowing down. His resolute face carried a wild arrogance, and standing amongst the crowd, he appeared exceptionally outstanding.

"Could he be ?"

Long Bufan slightly focused his gaze and this thought just emerged in his mind. The Fire Phoenix that was in the shape of a small Fire Bird nodded and sent a sound transmission to him: "That's right, it's realm suppression. His true essence is currently thick enough to attack the threshold of the Earth Sovereign Realm.

"That's true!"

Long Bufan raised his brows slightly. This person was at most twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but had already reached the stage where he could attack the real Supreme Earth Realm.

It could be seen that the reason why Wang Meng suppressed his cultivation, was because he wanted to participate in this session's namelist to the Legacy Plane.

"Master Bai Weng, I have something to ask."

Just as Long Bufan was feeling alarmed, Wang Meng suddenly took a step forward, cupped his fists and said respectfully.

Hearing that, Bai Weng's calm gaze fell on Wang Meng's body.

"On this trip to the plane, the three hundred of us, as disciples of the Temple Hall, are on the same team. Why didn't the thirteen of them accept my command?"

Wang Meng's voice was powerful and resounding. Right after he said that, his eyes that was brimming with vitality shot towards Long Bufan and the rest who were not far away.

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