He was well aware of his own Heart power. If he wanted to obtain the top inheritance from the Qishen Temple, if he wanted to successfully merge with the Dao, he had to become stronger, to let the Qishen Temple see his potential.
Right now, right in front of him, there was a path - obtaining the remaining parts of the Beast God Weapons.
With all his might, he was considered top-notch among the Dao Lords.
But compared to those half-step Emperors, he fell far behind. He needed to become even stronger. The path to merging with the Dao was right in front of him; he had no reason to give up.
Just because his opponents were stronger, should he give up?
That was laughable. Even though he wasn't very respectable to begin with and was not considered top-tier among his peers, ever since he acquired that secret treasure, a seed of strength had sprouted within him.
He hoped more than anyone to see that seed blossom and bear fruit.