Chapter 1132: The Three Realms of the Daoist Gate, the Five Tai of the Innate

At this supply base, Fang Yu met the number one martial arts expert of the present age, Hong.

His strength could be called remarkable; rising to prominence in one stroke during the wretched era of the Great Nirvana, he obtained many fortuitous encounters and cultivated to his present realm. Whether in body or in the strength of his spirit, he far surpassed the ordinary martial artist.

The vast majority of martial artists in Hong's presence would feel an immense pressure rolling toward them. Hong's spiritual will markedly surpassed that of countless martial artists of this era; even his gaze could render many martial artists unable to move.

The entire human society, the entire human race, exists only because of the support of Hong and Lei Shen; otherwise, the humans of this world, this Earth, would likely have perished.

"To think that today I could meet an expert like you, Daoist Priest. Meeting you today, I feel that our human race now has hope."

Hong's gaze turned toward Fang Yu. His eyes carefully observed Fang Yu, but the more he observed, the more shocked he became. This Daoist Priest seemed truly like an immortal banished from the heavens, descended into this world, with virtually no one as his equal.

Even he, facing this grandmaster of the Weidao Sect, could muster no confidence of victory.

"If the Daoist Priest is willing, would you join my War God Palace? Whatever the Daoist Priest wishes to obtain, my War God Palace will certainly strive to satisfy the Daoist Priest. I only hope the Daoist Priest can contribute a share of effort for our human race."

Hong's voice rang out once more, his attitude utterly sincere.

"Hall Master, the senior said he wishes to establish a Wendao Palace."

Zhu Xi, who had surpassed the War God level, spoke up.

"Wendao Palace? If the Daoist Priest is willing to establish a Wendao Palace, that too would be a great blessing for our human race. Once the Daoist Priest proclaims this great matter, I believe every martial artist of humanity would most earnestly wish to join the Daoist Priest's Wendao Palace. To be the Daoist Priest's disciple would be their good fortune."

Hong said with a smile.

"I do indeed have the idea of establishing a Wendao Palace. Of course, I do not need too many disciples—only geniuses among geniuses. Today, here, I have met three: one is Luo Feng, one is Yan Ruxue, and another is Deng Jian. You three, pay your respects to Hall Master Hong. Hall Master Hong, I imagine you are all too well aware of them."

Fang Yu also smiled, his gaze turning toward the three disciples he had taken in this time, and he spoke to the three disciples.

"This junior pays respects to the senior!"

Whether Luo Feng, or Yan Ruxue, or Deng Jian who cultivated "World Destruction," all of them showed expressions of utmost reverence on their faces and bowed to Hong.

Hong was the idol in every martial artist's heart, a senior worthy of their eternal respect. Even though they had now joined Wendao Palace, seeing Senior Hong still filled them with great joy and great respect.

"Oh, these three little ones, taken a fancy to by you, Daoist Priest? Not bad, indeed. Two are spiritual mind-masters, and one has cultivated my spear technique to the second realm—truly a genius as well."

Hong followed Fang Yu's gaze and saw two young men and one young woman. At a glance, he discerned that the young woman named Yan Ruxue and the fellow named Luo Feng were both spiritual mind-masters, while the other was a pure martial artist—one who had even cultivated his ultimate technique. He had not expected such a one to be noticed by the Daoist Priest and admitted into Wendao Palace.

"The Daoist Priest is a man of the Daoist tradition. I have heard that those of the Daoist tradition value most the cultivation of essence, qi, and spirit. No wonder the Daoist Priest would take two spiritual mind-masters as disciples. Presumably these two little ones can, under the Daoist Priest's guidance, grow rapidly. Once a spiritual mind-master matures, they become an unrivaled expert of our human race, virtually invincible among those of the same level."

Hong's gaze measured Luo Feng and Yan Ruxue, clicking his tongue in wonder. "Spiritual mind-masters are few within our human race. What fine eye the Daoist Priest has—to discover two at once."

"Such a thing as spiritual mind-force is exceedingly wondrous. I have already studied it for a long time. Perhaps in the era to come, every supreme genius will be able to cultivate powerful spiritual force. Of course, people's physiques differ from one another, and one cannot demand too much."

Fang Yu spoke. In his hand appeared a wisp of star power—this wisp of star power was the Daoist Gang Qi cultivated through the Great Star Art of the Three Thousand Great Daos, manifesting in his hand a light like that of the stars. "Has Hall Master Hong ever heard such terms as spirit, magic power, true qi?"

"I have heard of spirit. As for magic power and true qi, they do not seem to exist in reality."

A look of curiosity appeared on Hong's face. He sensed that this wondrous Daoist Priest was about to unveil a novel world—one that might be a world he had never deeply entered in all his years past.