After Zhang Yu returned to Guardian of Rectitude Palace, a thought stirred, and the Daoist robe draped over him peeled away, transforming into a Divine Ability Talisman that shimmered with golden light and hovered in the air.
This was what the Profound Court had granted him for his journey to Origin Capital's mountain gate. Now that the matter was settled, he was naturally freed from it and awaited the Profound Court's subsequent disposition.
He had truly gained quite a lot from this battle with Origin Capital.
In particular, he had witnessed many divine abilities and spells. Although some of the Court Executors' divine abilities had not been used in the end, since they had been entrusted to him from the beginning, he had naturally learned about them beforehand.
These divine abilities had greatly broadened his horizons and given him many ideas.
Divine abilities followed different paths. Some believed that greater power was not always better; certain divine abilities adept at transformation could use a tiny force to hinder overwhelming might.
He did not see it that way. It was merely that most of the divine abilities he possessed in the past had been used in concert with his overall tactics, so taken out individually, they were not especially remarkable.
But different realms called for different choices. At his present level, divine abilities of immense power were things he had to master, for he had to admit that such abilities were sometimes the most direct and useful, and their deterrent force far exceeded that of other divine abilities.
Many of the divine abilities granted to him by the Court Executors this time could determine victory or defeat on their own.
The one that had left the deepest impression on him was undoubtedly the First Executor's art of *Contemplating Origin's Birth and