Saint Positions Distributed in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Accepts Disciples and Bestows Spirit Treasures

Hongjun looked at Bei Ming, and a trace of profound meaning seemed to flicker in his eyes:

"Hongjun was the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao was not Hongjun. Whatever you have in mind, you may try.

The Heavenly Dao was the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness, and you too were a cultivator of the Primordial Wilderness.

Those with boundless merit would naturally receive the protection of the Heavenly Dao."

Bei Ming's heart trembled slightly as he said solemnly, "Many thanks, Dao Ancestor."

Hongjun nodded, then swept his gaze across the cultivators in the hall. His voice slowly rang out:

"Whether through Three Corpses Unity or Merit Sainthood, Hongmeng Purple Qi was required.

Hongmeng Purple Qi was the Foundation of Enlightenment. Only with it could one entrust one's Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao and attain the position of a Saint."

As his words fell, seven streams of Hongmeng Purple Qi circled at his side, growing ever more radiant.

The gazes of the Great Powers in the hall converged upon those streams of purple qi, their eyes brimming with desire.

Fervor flashed in some eyes, while others remained composed, doing their utmost to suppress their emotions.

They had thought this trip would merely allow them to seek guidance from a Saint. They had never expected to behold the foundation for becoming a saint.

Hongjun's words—"Beneath Saints, all are ants"—still echoed in their ears.

Now that the opportunity to become saints lay before them, who would willingly remain among the ants for eternity?

Hongjun said calmly, "Poor Daoist possesses seven streams of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and six Saints shall emerge from my disciples."

The hall erupted into an uproar.

Countless cultivators' expressions changed drastically. Shock and disappointment surfaced in their eyes, their minds struck as if by lightning, their breathing