Lin Zhiwei admitted defeat, and the two left the arena, returning to their sect seats.
Lin Zhiwei walked to Wind and Snow Villa's seats with a face full of guilt and self-reproach. He clasped his fists toward Elder Zhou and said, "I'm sorry, Elder. The destruction of the Celestial God Armor was my responsibility. Once we return to the sect, I'll go to the Elders Council and plead guilty."
Elder Zhou shook his head with a bitter, speechless smile. "It's good that you know that. Why did you have to take things this far? Now that the Celestial God Armor has been destroyed, those elders and ancestors certainly won't let you off easily once we return to the sect. You'd better prepare yourself."
Lin Zhiwei nodded, then walked behind Elder Zhou and sat down, his face filled with guilt and dejection.
Leng Xingguang turned around with a smile and comforted Lin Zhiwei, "Don't worry. I'll help you. Those old men can't do anything to you."
Lin Zhiwei thanked him. "Thank you, Senior Brother Leng. Actually, this was all my fault. If I hadn't kept provoking Qing Luo, he wouldn't have directly destroyed the Celestial God Armor with the Devouring Heaven Dao Method."
"All the responsibility lies with me. My arrogance and conceit brought this disaster upon us."
"I thought that with the Celestial God Armor's power, I would have few equals throughout the Evil Moon Thousand Provinces. I never expected to end up in such a state."
Leng Xingguang said calmly, "So you must understand that there will always be someone better, and there will always be a higher heaven. In this world, there is no strongest sword, no strongest armor... and even less so, no strongest martial artist."
"Only by maintaining a heart of reverence toward this world can