Since returning, Zhang Yu had spent the past few days reading Daoist texts and sorting through his own Dao methods. He had not been on the path of lodging in the void for long, and this was precisely the time when he needed to settle and accumulate.
Although the matter of the Origin Capital Sect had been resolved, Upper Firmament Heaven's people had not withdrawn from the Outer Layer. The two sides remained locked in confrontation, and no one could say when a great battle might break out. Thus, establishing divine abilities was not only necessary, but urgent.
Yet he knew that the more this was so, the less he could rush.
If a divine ability he created did not suit him, he could simply create another. But if this caused a deviation in his understanding of Dao methods, correcting it would take no small amount of effort.
Those True Law cultivators had the experience of countless predecessors to draw upon, while he could only grope his way forward alone. And not only for himself—being one who had blazed a trail for the Profound Method, the path he walked would very likely become a reference for those who came after him, carrying an even greater influence. Thus, he had to be all the more cautious.
As he immersed himself in this, a disturbance came from outside the hall. He gathered his thoughts and looked ahead.
As a ray of light flashed outside the hall, Daoist Ming Zhou walked in from beyond. At the foot of the steps, he gave Zhang Yu a clasped-hand salute and said, "Guardian of Rectitude, for pacifying the internal troubles of Origin Capital this time, the court has issued rewards according to precedent and specially ordered Ming Zhou to deliver them."
Zhang Yu lowered his gaze