Two streams of light weave like a gust of wind between the woods and wetlands at the edge of the prairie, but there is a slight difference in color. Wherever they passed, blades of grass were lifted and danced in the air, and branches trembled slightly, as if they were crossed by a passing figure.

However, no matter how fast the speed was, Jiang Yifei was never able to shake off the chasing demon clan. He sensed a threat from behind, like a silent claw of darkness that could strike at any moment. His body was exhausted by the continuous running and injury, and his vision gradually blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

The poisonous blood was raging, gradually spreading into his sea of consciousness, and he tried to suppress the invasion of the poisonous blood, but he felt more and more unable to suppress it. The torture of this chase caused his blood to tumble like boiling water, and his body seemed to have reached its limit.

He knew it couldn't go on like this. Despite his strong will, his body's resistance was limited, and his vision became more and more blurred, sensing that the threat of poisonous blood in the sea of consciousness was gradually expanding.

At this critical moment, Jiang Yifei's inner battle became more and more intense. His brow furrowed, his hands clenched, struggling to suppress the vicious blood. He knew that if the poisonous blood eroded his sea of consciousness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although he was seriously injured, although he was exhausted, Jiang Yifei's eyes always flashed with determination. He doesn't give up easily, he doesn't get knocked down by adversity. He knew that now was a critical moment of life and death, and he had to persevere, overcome all odds, and find a way to escape.

He gritted his teeth and used the last of his strength to resist the invasion of the poisonous blood. His will was as firm as steel, his determination was like fire, and he pinned all his hopes on perseverance, for himself, for the comatose man, and for the future of the entire human cultivator.

As the night deepened, the figure of the demon clan gradually approached, and the periphery of the woods under the night was re-decorated into a verdant green. Jiang Yifei didn't have much time to think, and reality forced him to make a decision. There was not much hesitation in his mind, and there was no time to think, but he knew that he had to act.

His gaze turned to the unconscious man in his hand, a hint of helplessness on his face. Jiang Yifei knew that as a cultivator, diet and health were very important, and he paid attention to the breeze and moon every day, but the person in front of him obviously did not abide by this principle, resulting in such an embarrassing situation today. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly, bitter in his heart.

However, at this moment, he had no time to think about it. He urged the only remaining trace of essence in his body, and let out a deafening muffled sound, and the entire periphery began to burn. The flames lit up the night, and the water flowing under the ground could be faintly seen, making it seem to be a hidden wetland. Against the backdrop of the flames, Jiang Yifei was like a line of fire, slashing an afterimage in the same place and disappearing without a trace.

He had no choice but to use this extreme means to create a separation in order to escape the pursuit of the demon clan. Even if he is injured, even if he is subjected to intense poisonous blood erosion, he will not give in, and he will not give up easily. He knows that the current situation is extremely unfavorable for him, but he still has hope, as long as he does not give up, he will not despair.

The flames burned in the night sky, annihilating Jiang Yifei's figure and obscuring the surrounding vision. His departure didn't attract much attention from the demon clans, who were still chasing after him, trying to find his traces. However, that flame means a glimmer of vitality, a glimmer of hope, Jiang Yifei's figure disappeared in it, but his determination and will continued, for himself, for others, for a vast world.

After a few moments, the demons finally chased after the scorched earth, where they stopped and watched the line of fire disappear in the distance. Their expressions were indifferent, not knowing what was going on in their hearts. In the night, the green finches sway gently, bringing a hint of cold chill that permeates the surroundings.

The weeds and reeds on the scorched earth were extinguished by the flames, leaving a trail of darkness. This originally lush meadow has now turned into a scorching scorched earth, a dead silence. The speed of the flames was unbelievable, as if it had swallowed up the vibrant scene in an instant.

The demons stared at the darkness ahead, their eyes full of confusion. They may not know what kind of secret is hidden behind the line of fire, but they also understand that Jiang Yifei has left, and they can no longer catch up. Such speed, lightning fast, was beyond their capabilities.

In the silence of the night, the demon clan silently stopped in place, no longer chasing, their eyes still fixed on the front, but there was no longer the motivation to pursue. The traces of the flames were still there, but Jiang Yifei's figure had disappeared without a trace. They may be wondering if it's just a coincidence or if it has something more meaning, but in any case, the current situation has forced them to stop.

However, the night breeze was still blowing, bringing a hint of coldness, obliterating the residual heat on the scorched earth, leaving a sense of tranquility. Over time, this scorched earth will gradually come back to life and re-unfold a beautiful picture. And Jiang Yifei, although his traces have disappeared, his determination and will are still continuing, for his beliefs, for the hope of the future, and for the wider world.

The tracking demon clan's evaluation of this human race Jiang Yifei was quite cold, and even with a trace of disdain. In their opinion, Jiang Yifei was so kind to a woman that he actually refused to abandon that human race, but continued to flee with his seriously injured body. This so-called mercy is ridiculous in the eyes of the demon clan.

In such a critical situation, if Jiang Yifei was a real powerhouse, he would have left that human race behind him and escaped at his own speed. However, he chose to carry heavy injuries on his back, fleeing for his life while protecting the Terran. This made the demon clan have strong suspicion and disdain for his decision.

They thought that even if Jiang Yifei could get away with it this time, what could he do in the demon clan's plan? In the eyes of the demon clan, Jiang Yifei has already shown his weakness and incompetence, he can't even protect his own life, how can he make a difference in the affairs of the demon clan?

The demon clan knew very well in their hearts that even if Jiang Yifei's body essence was exhausted, he would definitely choose to go back instead of continuing to stay in this strange realm. For such a person, they do not have a trace of nostalgia and expectation, and even feel that he is just a superfluous existence.

Therefore, in the eyes of the demon clan, Jiang Yifei is nothing more than a weak and incompetent human race, and he can't gain a foothold in the world of the demon clan at all. What he did only made them more convinced that this Terran did not deserve their attention and attention. In this cruel world, the law of the jungle is the only law, and Jiang Yifei's so-called "benevolence" can only be regarded as stupidity and weakness.

The green feather on the tail of the tracking demon clan slowly retracted, and the light changed slightly, gradually revealing his figure. He was dressed in a demon costume with a unique temperament, exuding a majesty and domineering. Two subordinates immediately appeared on either side of him, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:

"Your Highness, please forgive your subordinates for their incompetence and failure to track down that Terran Jiang Yifei."

Their voices were filled with fear, showing awe of the Demon Clan. They knew very well that whether it was in the demon society or in the cultivation world, failure would not be tolerated. In this cruel environment, the weak are destined to be eliminated, and failure often means death.

The tracking demon clan frowned slightly, his gaze deep and sharp swept over the two subordinates, as if he was examining their hearts. Then, he took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Failure is not terrible, but you should know what the cost of failure is."

His voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty and oppression, which made the two subordinates feel a palpitation. They bowed their heads and replied in a trembling voice:

"Yes, Your Highness, the subordinates are willing to bear all the consequences."

The tracking demon clan gave them a deep look, then nodded slowly, motioning for them to get up. The two subordinates stood up trembling, but their hearts were still heavy, and they knew that this defeat would be a heavy burden for them, and perhaps have an irreparable impact on their position and future.

The tracking demon clan was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the scorched earth in the distance. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something. In the end, he sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:

"Well, this time the goal doesn't seem to be simple, and we don't have to force it. I'll go back later, and I'll report to my superiors to see if there's a better way. ”

The two subordinates were overjoyed when they heard this, knowing that the demon clan they were tracking did not blame them too much, and at the same time realized that this task was indeed not easy. They glanced at each other, then knelt on the ground again, and thanked each other:

"Thank you for your patience, your subordinates will definitely try to make up for their mistakes."

The demon clan who was tracking them gave them a deep look, then turned to leave, and said as they walked:

"Go ahead, remember, be more cautious in your next mission."

The two subordinates hurriedly responded, and their eyes revealed a hint of happiness. They knew that although the mission had failed, the demon clan that had tracked them had not been too dissatisfied with them because of this, which was already a kind of luck. In the world of the demon race, survival is always a test, and failure is often unforgiven, and they must always be vigilant and keep working hard in order to survive in this cruel environment.

The tracking demon clan ignored their two subordinates, and they didn't have any extra glances at their faces that turned pale with fear. He quietly looked at the woman in Jiang Yifei's arms, and his eyes flashed with a hint of deep thought.

"Who is this woman? How can such a powerful attack be unleashed? And the way of attacking is so similar. ”

His voice faintly reached everyone's ears, cold and sharp, revealing the doubts in his heart. Faced with this unexpected situation, he also felt a little confused. In his cognition, the strength of a human cultivator should be far inferior to that of the demon clan, but everything in front of him subverted his cognition.

The two subordinates stood aside tremblingly, and the demon clan who was tracking slowly turned his head and asked, "Do you know?" ”

The two subordinates subconsciously shook their heads, and replied in trembling voices: "We...... I don't know. ”

The tracking demon clan didn't expect them to know, after all, such a situation was too bizarre. He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, but it was still cold and unkind.

"It seems that this time it may not be simple. It's also funny, this woman is so powerful, I'm afraid she has a lot of secrets. ”

Although his voice is flat, it reveals a deterrent power that cannot be ignored. He turned his gaze into the distance, as if thinking about something.

"It's also romantic to die under the peony flower, it seems that I still have to work hard."

The corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a mocking smile, and at the same time his mood was a little complicated. This sudden situation made him interested, and it also made him question the identity of Jiang Yifei and the woman. In his opinion, a human cultivator who could fight against the Dao Palace Demon Clan so easily was definitely not an ordinary person. A hint of wariness flashed in his eyes, this woman may not be a simple existence.

A chill hit, and the air around the wetland seemed to freeze. The tracking demon clan took a deep breath, and then turned to leave, leaving two subordinates standing trembling in place, they knew that although this mission failed, the tracking demon clan did not feel too much dissatisfaction with them because of this, which was already a kind of luck. In the world of the demon race, the weak are often unable to survive, and failure means death, and they must always be vigilant and keep working hard to survive in this cruel environment.

The night breeze blew gently, and the wind that should have brought chill became warm and pleasant because of the boiling essence in Jiang Yifei's body. His face was a little pale and his body was shaky, but he still held on. In the night, he was like a shooting star, speeding through the woods and wetlands.

"...... the mountains and forests," he muttered to himself, a longing emotion welling up in his heart. However, reality brutally reminded him that he was running out of energy and could no longer sustain him forward.

He looked behind him slightly, making sure the demons hadn't caught up. There was a slight sigh of relief in his heart, and he knew that he had to find a safe place to rest at this time, so as not to collapse his body.

He turned northwest, and after miles of running, he finally felt his strength begin to deplete. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. In his memory, there was a relatively secluded place in the area that could provide him with temporary shelter.

Finally, he landed on the ground, his knees slightly bent, his breathing short, somewhat unsteady. He glanced down at the woman in his arms, unconscious, like a statue, and he felt pity.

"It's okay, she's fine." He whispered to himself, then looked around. In the grass, he found a small cave, big enough for two people to take refuge.

He carefully placed the woman in the cave, and then he sat down himself, with his back against the cave wall. He felt as if the essence in his body had been completely depleted, his vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness began to blur.

"No, I can't pass out......" he gritted his teeth, bracing himself with the last shred of willpower. He wanted to stay awake and not let himself lose consciousness in this strange place.

However, as time passed, he felt as if his consciousness was being pulled by an invisible force, gradually sinking. He tried to open his eyes and look at the stars in the night sky, his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and finally, his eyelids closed heavily, and the whole person seemed to fall into a coma.

His flying figure clings to the edge of the forest, and the wind whistles in his ears, for simple reasons. The Demon Clan knew that this was the only way they could hold out for so long. The place of his target, which gradually appeared below him, was a dense thicket, like a small oasis, surrounded by tall foliage, which concealed the interior very tightly.

Jiang Yifei was suspended in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the place he was about to arrive. He knew that this bush would be his temporary refuge. His body was a little tired, but there was a strong determination burning in his heart.

Finally, he landed steadily in the bushes. The tall foliage obscures the view from the outside world, as if creating a small world isolated from the world. He looked around, making sure he wasn't spotted. He was slightly relieved, at least here, he was able to get some rest briefly.

He sat on the ground, put his hands on his knees, and took a deep breath. Although he was tired, he knew he couldn't stop, he couldn't let his guard down. His gaze swept over his surroundings, and although this bush was dense, it was not enough to hide his presence in front of his cultivation.

He silently counted the time in his mind, he needed to rest here for a while, waiting for his body to regain some strength. At the same time, he was also thinking about the next plan of action. He had to find a safe place as soon as possible to recuperate more thoroughly.

Under this dark night sky, not a single star was twinkling. Jiang Yifei's divine thoughts moved slightly, the golden flame gradually extinguished, and his brows furrowed slightly, revealing indescribable discomfort. He wasn't in a good state and seemed to be suffering from some kind of inner pain.

There was a faint unsettling greenery in the depths of his eyes, which was like a faint poisonous mist, slowly spreading. Around the greenery, there are tiny golden sparks that are faintly burning, like a little starlight, but these sparks are dim, as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

Jiang Yifei's body trembled slightly, but he tried his best to stay alert. He knew that his state was not optimistic, his body seemed to be invaded by some kind of toxin, and the pain spread in his heart. He struggled to resist the pain, and at the same time tried to find a way to save him.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes, and he would not give up easily. Although his body struggled in pain, his will was unusually strong. He was determined not to let himself sink into this predicament, and he had to find a solution to get out of the predicament in front of him.

In the darkness of the night, he stood resolutely, and although he was not in good health, his heart was full of determination and hope. He knows that as long as he tries to find it, there will always be a way to break through, and he must firmly believe that he can overcome the difficulties in front of him and get out of this darkness.

His gaze turned to Lin Jia, who was saved by himself, although his vision was a little blurred because of the invasion of the toxin, and it was difficult to see even the other party's facial features clearly, and he could only vaguely perceive her pale face. However, for some reason, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, as if this person was different from the people he had met in the past.

Although his vision was limited, he felt a certain quality in Lin Jia. Although he could not clearly identify her appearance, in this unconscious state, he could sense the depth and firmness that she exuded. Even in a coma, she still exudes an atmosphere of calm and perseverance.

This feeling made him a little surprised, because under normal circumstances, the women he came into contact with either deliberately flattered him, or had the same cultivation status as him, and it was difficult for a situation like Lin Jia to appear. Although her cultivation is low, she shows the courage to not fear life and death, and the spirit of forging ahead.

Jiang Yifei couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he felt an unusual attraction. Although he couldn't think much in this comatose state, there was a warmth and emotion in his heart. Perhaps it was precisely because Lin Jia was fearless in rushing into danger at this critical moment that he felt like this.

In a coma, he shook his head slightly, trying to throw the distractions out of his mind. He knew that now was not the time to think about these things, his physical condition was precarious, and he had to find a solution as soon as possible. However, he had a sense of gratitude and admiration for Lin Jia in his heart, and this feeling lingered in the depths of his consciousness.

Tiredness hit, and Jiang Yifei felt as if his whole body was surrounded by heavy exhaustion. He sat down cross-legged with difficulty, put his hands flat in front of his knees, and began to close his eyes. The atmosphere around is quiet, with only a gentle breeze blowing gently and bringing a hint of coolness.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind. Slowly closing his eyelids, his spirit began to sink deep inside. He mobilized the essence in his body, feeling them slowly gather, like a warm quilt, slowly wrapping his body.

In the state of pranayama with his eyes closed, he felt the essence pouring in from all around, gradually converging into the dantian. Each stream of essence carried a gentle force, like a breeze, gently brushing his skin. He tried to relax and concentrate on feeling the flow of energy.

As time passed, he felt himself gradually entering a state of calm and serenity. With his eyes closed, his breathing gradually became steady, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal. His body seemed to be suspended in a peaceful space, cut off from everything else.

He continued to breathe, adjusting his state. He knew that only sufficient essence could help him recover his strength and heal his internal and external injuries. In this quiet moment, he focused on his cultivation and pranayama, gradually regaining his strength.