Hu Tangdi pointed to the water's edge, "The little snake is badly injured and can no longer maintain its human form. It's afraid of taking up too much space, so it's coiled up by the water."

Huang Ying held Huang Li, who had also turned into his original form, without saying anything about letting Shang Lin take a look at him first. But Shang Lin took Huang Li from Huang Ying's arms and ran towards the water's edge.

Judging from appearances alone, Shang Lin was the most disheveled among them, since his clothes were tattered and almost entirely intact. Although Chi Xie was also injured, he could still use magic to conjure up complete clothes.

She Jinxing wasn't the only one by the water; Xiaobai and the God were also there.

Xiao Bai was usually the one who clung to She Jinxing the most. The God was worried about his beloved disciple, so when Shang Lin came over, Xiao Bai lay down next to She Jinxing instead of wrestling with his original body as usual.

Shang Lin first fed Huang Li a pill, then handed him over to the Divine Lord before looking at She Jinxing. At this moment, her jet-black body was covered in wounds. In some places, the scales had fallen off, and in others, only half of them remained. The deeper wounds were still bleeding, while the shallower ones had bloodstains.

Shang Lin couldn't help but exclaim, "The power of the Demon-Trapping Array is truly extraordinary!"

He gave She Jinxing all the remaining pills he had on him, which were for treating internal and external injuries, before saying to the deity, "I'm going to refine pills. Please take care of me, deity."

"Hmm." The Divine Lord suddenly transmitted his voice to Shang Lin again, "The Flying Immortal Palace has come here this time, probably because they know the secret about you. You must be extra careful."

Shang Lin did not use telepathy, but said directly, "Maybe, but now is not the time to think about these things. Healing is the priority."

"You're injured too, can you still refine pills?"

"It's a minor injury, nothing serious," Shang Lin sighed again. "It's just that Old Man Chai... he's got nothing left."

The deity hurriedly comforted him, saying, "It doesn't matter whether you're left or not. Look at me, I was an ancient dragon in my past life, but in the end, I was just a pile of bones. If I hadn't met you three hundred years ago, I would have nothing left now."

"Yes!" Shang Lin sighed softly and immediately headed towards the herb garden. "Lv Yao, I need to refine pills."

In fact, Shang Lin was also injured and bleeding, but his wounds healed much faster than those of the other demon cultivators. However, even though the wounds had healed, the bloodstains were still there.

As soon as Shang Lin approached, Green Jade darted out. When Shang Lin stopped, it pounced on him, and at the same time, countless leaves appeared, absorbing all the bloodstains on Shang Lin's body.

Shang Lin's eyes were full of surprise. "The bloodstains are all dried, and you're not going to waste them?"

Green Yao did not respond to Shang Lin, nor did she act like a drunkard in the past when she drank his blood. Instead, she darted into the herb garden again.

Shang Lin hurriedly said, "Lv Yao, I need quite a lot of medicinal herbs. Please listen to the names of the herbs I'm about to tell you."

Only then did Changfeng transform into human form, and asked Shang Lin with great confusion, "Is there anything different about the Sect Master's blood?"

Shang Lin looked at Chang Feng with great confusion, "What's wrong?"

Changfeng thought for a moment before saying, "I just feel that the sect leader's blood makes me want to drink it, just like Green Yao. Maybe it's because I'm a sword spirit that I crave blood?"

Shang Lin frowned slightly. The Divine Lord was right after all. He couldn't bleed. If he didn't bleed and used talismans to conceal his aura, no cultivator of any species would notice anything amiss. But once he bled, he couldn't hide it anymore.