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Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion. Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance. Original Synopsis: The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being. He is sick, very seriously ill......

Fox Tail Pen · Eastern
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"What's with this guy? How did he jump down from such a high building? Should we call an ambulance?"

"Guard! There's someone injured here!"

"Hey! I recognize him, he's been on TV! Heard he's a great hero who does good for the people."

"Look at his hand, it's injured, poor thing."

Discussions of other patients around them couldn't distract Li Huowang in the slightest; he withdrew his gaze from the cell in front of him, raised his head, and started looking around for something.

"Although I've come out from its belly, I'm still in the water. If I don't hurry back to the boat, I might drown!"

Li Huowang kept searching until his eyes suddenly fixed on a distant steel watchtower.

It seemed to be the perimeter of the White Tower Prison, where a soldier armed with a gun was craning his neck, looking around quizzically.

The watchtower was quite tall, standing out conspicuously higher than the surrounding buildings, the highest point nearby.