With a turn of his mind, Zhang Yu sank his consciousness into the Heaven-Training Dao Canon.
Handling the matters here was not actually difficult. The various seals that constituted the Heaven-Training Dao Canon were attached to the Great Dao. Even if he no longer continued to sustain them and severed himself from them, the Heaven-Training Dao Canon would not perish as a result. It would still continue to exist, though lacking the consciousness that stabilized it, it might sometimes exist and sometimes not.
There was also the possibility that when he broke through his realm, it would exert a certain influence upon the Heaven-Training Dao Canon. What he needed to do now was enable it to endure independently as much as possible.
However, as the one who had established and created it, the connection between them could never be severed. For he was the beginning, and the Heaven-Training Dao Canon was an extension beyond the six seals. Thus, he possessed the authority to render final judgment over the Dao Canon. This could not be changed, and had been ordained from the moment the Dao Canon was created.
In truth, the more qi and intent of Upper Layer cultivators the Heaven-Training Dao Canon carried, the less easily it could be shaken. Yet among all the profound cultivators of Celestial Xia—even counting Turbid Canon cultivators—there were truly not many who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. Thus, his influence was undoubtedly greater.
Though these people might perhaps surpass him if they joined forces, their qi and intent ultimately came from different sources and could not be united.
Thus, his line of thought lay here. At this moment, he merely needed to establish another seal to serve as the place where the qi and intent of all sides gathered and connected, pressing