Heart Force?
Fang Chen was stunned. He had never heard of Heart Force before. Although he had seen some simple records about Soul Cultivators in the records left behind by the ancestors of the Chaos Realm, Fang Chen did not know much about it.
However, he had always paid attention to the training of his Soul Will.
Moreover, he had experienced too much since he was young. His Soul Will had long been transformed. This was the reason why he could progress so far on the third path.
However, he did not expect that training his Soul Will would allow him to form Heart Force.
Moreover, from what the statue said, Heart Force seemed to be an extremely powerful force.
However, after hearing the statue's words, Fang Chen stopped thinking about what Heart Force was. Instead, he was overjoyed. He clasped his fists and thanked the statue. "Thank you, Senior."
Although he did not know what kind of Sect the statue belonged to, a powerful cultivator who could design three paths was definitely one of the most powerful cultivators in the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Path. If he could become a disciple of such a Sect, he would have someone to rely on in the future.
When he walked the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Path, he would have a new identity.
"You should call me Senior Brother now."
With a buzzing sound, the statue shattered. A white-haired old man with a transcendent aura sat cross-legged beside the statue. His aged face was filled with a gratified smile. He looked at Fang Chen with incomparable joy. "After waiting for so many years, someone has finally come."
"Disciple Fang Chen greets Senior Brother," Fang Chen said.
"Alright, let me introduce you to the situation of our Sect." The white-haired elder waved his hand and smiled.
At first, Fang Chen thought that the white-haired elder was the leader of the Sect. He did not expect him to be just a disciple. He wondered what kind of powerful cultivator the Sect's top cultivator was.
"Our Sect is called the Palace of Fortune."
The Palace of Fortune. When the white-haired elder said these three words, his voice became much heavier.
"Palace of Fortune?
Senior Brother, what level of power does our Sect belong to in the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Dao? "Fang Chen asked, puzzled.
He knew nothing about the Palace of Fortune, nor did he know how many disciples there were in the Sect.
"Hehe …"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man smiled.
What level of power was it?
"Our Palace of Fortune was one of the top forces in the Primordial World before the Great Shattering of the World," the white-haired elder said.
Upon hearing this, Fang Chen was stunned.
He had once flipped through ancient records, and in addition to the explanations given to him by the mighty sages, he learned that this world was originally the primordial world, all-encompassing. However, after experiencing the Great Calamity, the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Dao evolved. The Original Realm was once the core of the primordial world, and now it was called the Primal Chaos Realm.
Normally speaking, only those peak experts would be able to survive the Great Calamity.
However, the Palace of Fortune was actually a force from the Primordial World.
"Don't be surprised. The Palace of Fortune is much more powerful than you think. Back in the Primordial World, there were only a handful of us. However, after experiencing the Great Calamity, the Sect suffered heavy casualties, and only a few of us remained."
The white-haired elder continued, "Luckily, as long as the Palace Leader does not die, the Palace of Fortune will never be destroyed."
After the Great Calamity, the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Dao evolved. After all the realms stabilized, the Palace Leader began to rebuild the Palace of Fortune.
After countless years, the Palace of Fortune was revived. However, the Palace Leader believed that the quality of the disciples was not the quantity. Therefore, he did not accept many disciples, but rather, he developed the Palace in secret. Those who were able to join the Palace of Fortune were all extremely talented.
With Fang Chen's talent, he was merely an entry-level disciple.
From an entry-level disciple to an official disciple, and then to a core disciple, it was a long journey.
"However, due to certain reasons, the Palace Leader mysteriously disappeared after the Palace of Fortune was revived. From then on, he could no longer be contacted. The Palace of Fortune gradually went into hiding. The training ground that I am guarding was set up by the Palace Leader himself. It is also used to test the disciples."
The white-haired elder revealed his Daoist name. His name was King Xiaoyao, and he was the ninth disciple of the Palace of Fortune.
"Ninth Brother," Fang Chen called out.
"Where is the headquarters of the Palace of Fortune?"
King Xiaoyao shook his head, and a sorrowful look appeared on his face. "Back in the day, the Palace of Fortune could be said to be at the top of the world. However, after the Palace Leader mysteriously disappeared, we were attacked by various forces. To protect ourselves, we had to hide. In the years that followed, the disciples of the Palace of Fortune fell apart and were scattered to every corner of the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Dao. Even my real body died in battle in the Gap of the Great Dao."
"What?"
Fang Chen exclaimed. The King Xiaoyao in front of him was actually an avatar. His real body had died in battle.
Who was it that was so powerful that they could kill the Ninth Brother's real body?
"You don't have to be surprised. At our level, even if the real body dies in battle, the avatar will not fall apart. Unless we encounter a top-notch Almighty who uses karma to kill all the avatars."
King Xiaoyao continued, "However, once the real body dies, although the avatar will not fall apart, the path of martial arts will come to an end. They will not be able to continue improving their cultivation."
No wonder.
Fang Chen sighed. The battle back in the day was too tragic. The Ninth Brother was so strong, but his real body was killed. Only his avatar was hiding here to seek refuge.
"For countless years, I have been in a deep sleep. I will only wake up when someone enters the trial grounds. I have completely lost contact with the other disciples. Therefore, even now, I have no idea where the disciples of the Palace of Fortune are," King Xiaoyao said. However, he firmly believed that the Palace Lord would return one day.
Shaking his head forcefully, King Xiaoyao said, "The Primordial World is too far away for you. Even the Three Thousand Worlds of the Great Path is too far away for you. With your current strength, it will be difficult for you to survive in the World Gap. Don't think too much. Although you have become a disciple of the Palace of Fortune, you still have a long way to go. If you fall along the way, the Palace of Fortune will not avenge you."
The Palace of Fortune would only protect him if he became a core disciple.
Of course, after becoming a disciple of the Palace of Fortune, he would be able to enjoy more cultivation resources than ordinary people.
"You just have to remember that you are a disciple of the Palace of Fortune."
As he spoke, King Xiaoyao flicked his finger. A mark disappeared into Fang Chen's forehead. "This is a mark unique to the Palace of Fortune. If two disciples of the Palace of Fortune come into contact with each other, the mark will alert them."
Finally, King Xiaoyao emphasized one thing. The rule of the Palace of Fortune was that disciples of the same sect were not allowed to kill each other. Violators would be severely punished.
"Ninth Brother, I will remember that," Fang Chen said. He was becoming more and more curious about the Palace of Fortune.
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