Chapter 663

Xuanqing's right arm was a bloody mess, and his internal organs had all been shaken injured.

He had cultivated for two thousand three hundred years and had never been in such a sorry state.

He had thought he could hold Tianlan Domain. He had thought he could protect the Human Race. But reality was, he could not even protect himself.

"You retreat..." Xuanqing's voice was hoarse as he looked at Ming Yan, Li Chengjie, Yun Ze, and the others. "Retreat! Fall back to Tianlan Domain! Sealing the Gate of the Netherworld should be impossible now! I'll cover the rear."

Ming Yan's face greatly changed. "Pavilion Master! What are you saying?!"

Xuanqing did not answer. The Spirit Transformation True Essence in his body began to reverse, and the Primordial Spirit in his dantian began to burn.

His body began to glow—not with the sword light of the Primordial Beginning Returning One Sword, but with the radiance of his own spiritual energy.

That radiance grew brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling.

"Pavilion Master!" Ming Yan shouted in a hoarse voice and rushed toward Xuanqing.

"Retreat!" Xuanqing barked, striking Ming Yan flying with one palm. "Perhaps you still have a chance to aspire to that higher realm!"

Ming Yan was sent flying, fresh blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

He struggled to climb up, only to find that he could not move. His left arm had been blown off, his right leg was a bloody mess, and his spiritual energy had been completely exhausted.

Yun Ze, Li Daozi, Lu Xuehan, Wang Tiansheng, Hua Qianying, Xue Bing, Master Wuchen, Duan Tianya, and Hu Qianshan were all heavily injured, their spiritual energy completely spent.

They looked at Xuanqing, their eyes filled with desolation.

Li Chengjie gripped the Immortal-Slaying Sword and looked at Xuanqing. After