The Primordial Path of Kong Xuanming

Upon hearing this, all the gods below fell silent. Only the nine immortals exchanged glances, their eyes revealing undisguised hostility. Taiyi, standing nearby, stepped forward and asked, "Please..."

"Teacher, who among us can attain sainthood?"

Upon hearing this, the gods below the platform were in an uproar. This question had voiced their concerns, so all the gods looked at Hongjun with anticipation, hoping that he would utter their names.

Upon hearing this, Hongjun fell silent for a moment. Just when the gods thought that Hongjun would not answer the question, Hongjun suddenly pointed to the Three Pure Ones and said, "The Three Pure Ones are transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu. They possess the merit of creating the world and can become saints. Three streams of purple energy entered the consciousness world of the Three Pure Ones."

Upon hearing this, three of the nine holy positions were immediately lost. The gods' eyes narrowed, and they nodded in agreement. The Three Pure Ones' cultivation was probably the highest among all the immortals in Zixiao Palace; even Dijun and Taiyi were convinced of their superiority.

However, the gods immediately looked at Hongjun with even more fervent eyes.

Hongjun ignored the gazes of the gods and pointed at Nuwa, saying, "Nuwa will have a great opportunity in the future and may also become a saint." A wisp of purple energy entered Nuwa's consciousness. After saying this, he fell silent.

The gods below the altar were in a great hurry. Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance, and Jieyin stepped forward and asked, "Teacher, is there any holy position in our Western Land?"

Hongjun glanced at Jieyin and Zhunti, then at Kong Xuan, and said in a slow, melodious voice, "A great religion will flourish in the West, and there will be saints." Unfortunately, his words were vague, and he did not say how many saints there would be or who could attain sainthood.

However, even so, Jieyin and Zhunti were extremely excited. In the Western Lands, which had witnessed a great calamity of war between East and West, the only truly powerful beings were Zhunti and Jieyin. The Dao Ancestor's words already resonated with them.

However, one must understand its meaning.

Hongjun pondered for a moment, then said, "The Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, each with a sliver of opportunity. Therefore, although the Heavenly Dao is finite, those with great perseverance and wisdom can still become saints. You must all strive to seize that sliver of opportunity!"

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, the atmosphere below the stage immediately became strange. The immortals exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with malice. Hongjun's words immediately conveyed his meaning to everyone. Having cultivated to such a level, which immortal didn't consider themselves a person of great perseverance and wisdom? Since five saintly positions remained undecided, everyone had a chance. With more monks than porridge, besides diligently cultivating to reach the Hunyuan realm as soon as possible, there was also the path of fierce competition. If all the other competitors in the hall were eliminated, wouldn't the saintly position be theirs?

Among them, those with inherently ruthless and fierce natures, such as Kunpeng and Minghe, revealed murderous intent in their eyes. Even those with deep cunning, such as Dijun and Dongwanggong, had strange glints in their eyes, secretly plotting their schemes.