What had originally been meant as a battle to establish authority before the disciples of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace had turned into a battle of the Supreme Purity realm. The twist had been unforeseen, yet it had not gone beyond the bounds of possibility.
He Dao was also a disciple of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace... nothing wrong with that.
But that also meant... the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace had truly been punched through, and the results were a hundred times greater than originally planned.
He Dao's prestige, whether within the Divine Palace or in the eyes of the world, would be almost utterly destroyed once word spread.
With Xi Yue having fully thrown her lot in with Qin Yi, if Qin Yi wanted to rule Celestial Pivot now, probably over eighty percent would acknowledge him.
Of course, Qin Yi had no time for such idle concerns right now. His injuries were so severe that he could not even move, and Minghe carried him straight to her mountain peak to treat him.
He Dao stood in the main hall, surrounded by hundreds of the sect's core members. Each remained silent, not saying a word.
Xi Yue came to his side and said softly, "Senior Brother..."
He Dao's vacant eyes stirred. He turned to look at Xi Yue, but no emotion could be read from his expression.
Remaining unmoved by favor or disgrace was basic training. He Dao had not caused even a ripple over the matter of "losing face." What he had fallen into, now that his realm had dropped, was doubt.
"Junior Sister, was I wrong?"
Xi Yue fell silent.
"Actually, you understand perfectly well. Cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao, everyone seeks transcendence. If I were a Rogue Cultivator, doing as I pleased, no one would say