Lei Xingkong had the thought of leaving.
Although this trip to East Province had failed to achieve complete success,
at the very least,
he had now stepped half a foot into the Dao Integration realm.
He had already begun walking the path of transcendence.
As for the remaining half-step,
he could find another opportunity in the future to complete it and prove the Dao and integrate with the Dao.
Although after this ordeal, the Wind Thunder Pavilion, whose inheritance had lasted tens of thousands of years, might have its lineage severed once and for all.
After all, having done something this major, it would be impossible to escape the reckoning that followed.
But ever since the Supreme Ancestor had passed away, and the sect had failed to produce a new Dao Integration Heavenly Venerate who had proven the Dao, the Wind Thunder Pavilion's decline had already been inevitable.
The fact that it had survived until now was already the result of his walking on eggshells and rising before dawn day after day.
One of the Thirty-Three Upper Sects of the World,
an existence standing atop the Ninety-Nine Prefectures of the world.
It sounded impressive.
But once it lost a Dao Integration Heavenly Venerate to hold down the sect's destiny, it would become nothing more than a succulent piece of meat waiting to be carved up in the eyes of the other great powers!
Its destruction,
that was its destined end!
Unless
a new Dao Integration Heavenly Venerate could emerge, once more preside over the sect's destiny, and carry on the sect's inheritance!
For this, he had bet everything!
Now it seemed
he had lost the bet.
But it did not matter. Since destruction had been inevitable anyway, he did not care whether it came sooner or later.
Besides,
as long