Zhang Yu remained focused on cultivating the Dao and had no intention of switching to another path. Yet the High One's power could indeed be put to use.
That power now lay plainly before him. He could freely wield it, and so long as it did not cling to his own person, he need not fear being entangled by the High One. It was like scooping water from rivers and seas to sprinkle about, rather than drinking it deep into one's belly. There was a difference between the two.
Moreover, something Zou Zheng had said to him earlier made great sense. If one wished to use the spiritual consciousness transformed from the High One's power against Origin Xia, one would inevitably have frequent dealings with it. If one intended to use it, one first had to understand the principles within.
Zou Zheng said, "Little Lang, you seem somewhat wary of the High One's power. But that is only proper. After all, you cultivators do not originally rely upon this; you have a choice, whereas we no longer do.
"In truth, the Saint Race discovered long ago that so long as the High One did not personally descend with its might, the High One's power could be evaded and dissolved. The means was to make use of the Turbid Tide.
"Though I dare not delve deeply into the Turbid Tide, there is no doubt that it can make the High One's power difficult to preserve, and may even reverse it. Yet one must be careful here as well. With one misstep, if one stirs the great chaos above the Turbid Tide, one may become a chaotic monster.
"When I spoke with Mister Xun, he once mentioned that you profound cultivators could make use of the power of great chaos. When borrowing