By this time, within the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect, none of the Earth Immortals who could remain conscious under the pressure of the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirits World-Suppressing Array had any hope for Lin Xuankong. Each and every Earth Immortal urgently advised Lin Xuankong to flee; of the thirty-six stratagems, retreat was indeed the wisest choice.
However, as the terrifying thunderball in the sky descended faster and faster towards Lin Xuankong, expressions of despair became increasingly evident on the faces of those Earth Immortals.
At this moment, Lin Xuankong had already summoned the Third Grade Cyan Nether Immortal Sword back to his side. Watching the terrifying thunderball in the sky draw nearer and fall faster, Lin Xuankong no longer hesitated. He channeled a large amount of Immortal Yuan, instantly filling the Cyan Nether Immortal Sword with all the Immortal Yuan it could store.
