After Zhang Yu finished speaking, everyone present agreed.
If the five Chief Ministers attained the Dao and expounded their own principles, perhaps even upper-realm great powers like themselves could partake of some remnants of the Dao. But their own paths would end there as well.
Moreover, no matter whether Origin Xia or Celestial Xia won, the five Chief Ministers themselves would not lose. The only ones who truly lost would be people of the outer paths like themselves, along with the cultivators of the lower layer.
By this distinction, it was naturally possible to tell who could stand together with whom.
Fu Xiang said, "Though both Origin Xia and Celestial Xia need to rely on the lower layer to fill their gaps and complete the Dao, the cultivators of the lower layer are too weak now to aid us."
Zhang Yu said, "Not so. Among those seated here, myself included, quite a few came from the lower layer. Although changes in the Dao have made it increasingly difficult to climb into the upper realm, there is still a path.
"Celestial Xia may indeed have no one able to ascend in the near term, but Origin Xia is different. I believe that if upper positions were left vacant, many astonishingly gifted people in the lower layer would immediately have a chance to achieve ascension."
On reflection, Fu Xiang found this true. He knew clearly that the true upper-layer figures of Origin Xia's Two Halls and Upper Three Worlds had cultivated for untold tens of thousands of years, all waiting for an opportunity to advance.
To say nothing else, his own disciple Xun Ji had, in his view, hope of advancing as well. But the road ahead had been blocked, leaving him, like the others, to waste away in empty waiting.
Yet