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"Blood spirit ? Could it be your Symbol Spirit Puppet?! "
Hearing that, Jiang Wuchen's face turned blank, as astonishment surfaced on his face. Recalling the previous ferocious and terrifying look of the Symbol Spirit Puppet, he immediately backed off and shook his head: "If that's the case, then forget about it."
Seeing that Jiang Wu Chen was being teased by Long Bufan, the Tower Lord laughed deeply and said: "According to this old man's knowledge, the ancient array of yin and yang's formation patterns can fuse all living things, and the reverse can be done. With its power, it is indeed able to split the soul."
He stared at Long Bufan with a heavy gaze. He did not expect that in order to endure his identity, this fellow would be able to carry out his plans, and actually endure the intense pain of his soul being split, even with a slave imprint planted within him. He had even endured the humiliation and destroyed an arm.
One had to know that if there was any mistake with this attempt, it would be equivalent to crippling his entire life, forever becoming someone else's puppet. He would be like a zombie, completely losing all sense of autonomy.
"Long Bufan, if it is said that master is the one I respect the most, then you are the one that I, Jiang Wuchen, admire the most in this life. Please accept my respect!"
Jiang Wu Chen took a deep breath slowly and said with sincerity. At the same time, he cupped his fists and bowed his head to Long Bufan, saluting with the Martial arts.
On the surface, even though it was just a simple salute, to Martial Cultivator, especially a top tier Genius like Jiang Wuchen, it was extremely solemn and grand to be able to bow his head and salute with such sincerity.
The Tower Master stared at Long Bufan gravely and said calmly: "There are countless experts in the Temple Hall but Master Bai Weng has chosen you to shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the continent of the firmament. He has not seen the wrong person."
"Thank you for your praise."
Long Bufan smiled and nodded, a firm look flashing past his eyes. As long as he could return to the continent of the firmament, this kind of sacrifice and humiliation was nothing.
Then, Long Bufan and the Tower Lord made their plans again before they left the Tower of the Bravehearts.
Not long later, Long Bufan's figure appeared above the dormitory area. After scanning around, he found that Lei Ta and his subordinates had not left, and were still standing outside his dorm.
"Vice Guild Leader..."
Sensing Long Bufan's figure that appeared in the sky, Lei Ta's gaze shifted slightly. With a flap of the eight wings on his back, he immediately soared into the sky and hovered in front of Long Bufan, asking curiously, "Vice Captain, where did you go?"
Long Bufan glanced at Lei Ta indifferently, and said coldly: "Where am I going, don't tell me that I need to report to you?"
"I don't dare!"
Facing Long Bufan's questioning, Lei Ta looked respectful as he lowered his head. Although he and Long Bufan were at the same level of strength as the Eight-winged Dragon Blood Demon King, Lei Ta did not believe that they were at the same level of strength. If they were to fight, he was afraid that he would be the one to lose.
With his many years of experience, Lei Ta felt that the Long Bufan in front of him was not that simple. Furthermore, to be able to gain the appreciation of the Monarch Lord, becoming the vice leader of the legion was definitely not only due to his outstanding talent in military strategy, even the combat power could not be underestimated.
Otherwise, how could he have become his superior?