The Demon King looked around, looking for any trace of Zhang Fan. His eyes were cold and cunning, as if he could see through everything.

Zhang Fan's heart tightened. He knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise once the Demon King discovered him, the consequences would be disastrous.

Zhang Fan prayed silently, his heart filled with firm belief. He knew that although his cultivation was not as good as the Demon King, he decided to use various means and methods to avoid the Demon King's pursuit.

He crawled on the ground carefully, trying to minimize the fluctuations of his breath. His body had reached its limit, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

He knew that this was the only way to keep exposure to a minimum.

He moved quickly through a dense forest, using trees and shrubs for cover.

He carefully hid behind a huge tree trunk, breathing as loud as possible. The Demon King stopped behind him and looked around, as if looking for traces of him.

Zhang Fan's heartbeat quickened. He knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise once the Demon King discovered him, the consequences would be disastrous. He prayed silently, hoping that his whereabouts would not be discovered.

Zhang Fan used trees and bushes to cover up his figure. He moved carefully through the trees again, always alert.

The Demon King stopped outside the bushes, his eyes scanning everything around him.

He could feel Zhang Fan's aura, but he couldn't pinpoint the specific location. He sneered and decided to wait for Zhang Fan to get tired.

Suddenly, a huge little beast ran away from the distance, attracting the attention of the devil.

The Demon King turned around and walked towards the Warcraft, which gave Zhang Fan a chance to breathe.

He took advantage of the Demon King's distraction, and Zhang Fan took this opportunity to quickly enter the Yin and Yang Realm. While the Demon King was distracted, he suddenly lost Zhang Fan's aura, which made him stunned.

The Demon King couldn't help being furious, and slapped the little beast in front of him into a bloody mist.

The Demon King roared angrily: "Boy, you can't run away. I will fight you to the death to see how long you can last with your injuries."

After saying that, the Demon King found a commanding height, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he began to search for Zhang Fan's traces.

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Zhang Fan, who entered the Yin and Yang Realm, was seriously injured and lay on a barren grassland in the Yin and Yang Realm. His body was filled with a strong smell of blood.

His robes were in tatters and blood seeped into them, revealing his former majesty and strength.

He sat cross-legged and began to check his injuries. He found that his internal organs had been severely damaged and his bones had cracks.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Although his cultivation was advanced, the injury this time was beyond his imagination.

He knew that if the injury was not treated as soon as possible, his cultivation would be seriously affected.

Zhang Fan endured the pain in his body and immediately found a place with strong spiritual energy, sat down and began to heal.

He quickly took out several healing elixirs from the storage ring, all of which had a strong healing effect and could quickly restore cultivation and injuries.

Zhang Fan carefully put an elixir into his mouth, then closed his eyes and began to activate the spiritual power in his body. The elixir's power immediately integrated into his body.

A hot energy emanated from the elixir and quickly spread throughout his body. He felt the power of the elixir spread rapidly within his body, and his body began to heat up, as if surrounded by flames.

As the elixir entered his body, Zhang Fan felt a hot energy flowing through his body.

His body began to tremble slightly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The potency of these elixirs was very powerful, and for a moment, he felt that the demonic energy in his body began to be forced out.

Zhang Fan frowned, and he concentrated on activating his cultivation power to force out the demonic energy from his body.

As the demonic energy continued to be forced out, he felt the pain in his body becoming more and more intense, as if there were countless needles piercing his body.

But he gritted his teeth and did not give up, because he knew that only by forcing the demonic energy out of his body could he recover from his injuries.

Time passed by, Zhang Fan's forehead was soaked with sweat, but his eyes remained firm.

His cultivation power became stronger and stronger, and the demonic energy in his body was gradually forced out.

He felt the pain in his body gradually lessen, replaced by a cool feeling.

When the last trace of demonic energy was forced out of the body, Zhang Fan felt that his body felt much lighter.

The dark demonic energy originally formed a layer of black mist around him, but as time passed, the black mist gradually faded and eventually dissipated without a trace.

Although the demonic energy had been forced out, the injuries in Zhang Fan's body were indeed very serious. Zhang Fan did not hesitate to swallow another healing pill.

The elixir turned into a warm energy that quickly flowed through his body. Zhang Fan felt a fiery power surge through his body, and his injuries began to gradually recover.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and focused his attention on his body. He began to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body and guide its medicinal power to the injured internal organs.

With the flow of spiritual energy, Zhang Fan could feel the damage to his internal organs.

Part of his heart was shattered, his lungs were lacerated, and some of his internal organs were torn apart.

Such injuries are simply unbearable for ordinary people, but for immortal cultivators, it is just a challenge.

Zhang Fan concentrated his energy and penetrated the spiritual energy into his injured heart.

His palms trembled slightly, as if performing a delicate operation.

He used spiritual energy to repair the broken parts of his heart, gradually closing the cracks.

As the spiritual energy penetrates, the heart begins to beat again and makes a regular beating sound.

Then, Zhang Fan guided the spiritual energy to his lungs. He felt the cracks in his lungs, as if countless tiny cracks were expanding.

His brows wrinkled slightly, but his heart did not waver at all.

He filled the cracks with spiritual energy, reconnecting the lungs.

As the spiritual energy penetrates, the lungs begin to return to normal breathing, and the breath inhaled becomes smoother.

Finally, Zhang Fan guided the spiritual energy to other injured internal organs.

He repaired them one by one, connecting the torn tissues and making them functional again.

The whole process lasted for several hours, and fine beads of sweat already appeared on Zhang Fan's forehead.

When the last injury was repaired, Zhang Fan felt tired.

His body has reached its limit and his spiritual energy has been exhausted.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his repaired internal organs, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Although his internal organs were repaired, Zhang Fan knew that his injuries were not completely healed.

He needs to rest for a while to allow his body to gradually recover.

As time passed, Zhang Fan felt that the injuries in other parts of his body began to be repaired.

His bones reconnected, his muscles grew again, and his body slowly came back to life.

His breathing became steady and his complexion gradually returned to normal.

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