As Zhang Yu's chant fell silent, the radiance and aura around him subsided like a tide after its surge. He then began to examine himself.
Though he had experienced several decades within the Dao-Transformed World, only an instant had passed in Celestial Xia.
Yet for a cultivator like him, who had long transcended the mundane world, his worldly body was merely a reflection cast into it and was no longer bound by the span of a mortal life.
Under normal circumstances, once cultivators had sought completion in their Dao methods, they could find a fundamental Dao method. The several Court Executors of the Profound Court, Zhengqing, Yan Ruohan, and the upper-level cultivators of factions such as the Shangchen Sect and Huanyang were all like this.
It was like the trunk and branches supporting a tree had fully matured; naturally, they could then blossom and bear fruit. Once a fundamental Dao method was formed, one could continue cultivating it until one grew increasingly adept, perhaps eventually using it to climb across to an even higher realm.
But he differed somewhat from these people. The Dao methods they pursued were all True Laws, and the fundamental Dao methods of True Laws ought to be cultivated in this manner.
He felt that if he sought one now, he could also draw upon his past accumulations and meld them into a Dao method. Yet that might not be his foundation.
If the Dao methods he had cultivated in the past were compared to countless streams, then a fundamental Dao method was the gathering of those countless streams into one, becoming a single great river. One without such a method was like scattered currents confronting a united river; naturally, they could not compare.
Yet he felt that perhaps because his pursuit of complete Dao methods