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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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426 Chs

Chapter 281 Voice

"Brother Li, look! There are lanterns in the sky!"

All those who heard the voice immediately looked up and saw the small lights floating in mid-air, round paper globes undulating like jellyfish.

"Just Kongming Lanterns, nothing to fuss over," Li Huowang said as he lifted his bowl and took a sip of the extraordinarily delicious shrimp soup.

Kongming Lanterns, bearing various surnames like "Fu," "Miao," "Zhao," and "Li," slowly ascended towards the sky, blending with the speckled stars.

Those releasing the Kongming Lanterns wiped away their tears, which seemed to be a way of commemoration in Da Liang.

"Not just in the sky, look, there are some over that distant river too!"

On the great river running through Yinling City, sparkles of light also appeared, flickering among the flower boats.

"Da Liang really has a variety of customs," Li Huowang mumbled to himself as he looked at the Kongming Lanterns.