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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 366 Hope

Bai Lingmiao, who looked unspeakably terrifying as she leaned against Li Huowang and smiled, shifted to a more comfortable position and gently rubbed against him.

"Look how scared you are, just lie down quickly, and I'll explain everything to you slowly."

Li Huowang's tensed body relaxed, but at this moment his heart was in knots. Was the Bai Lingmiao in front of him the First God or the Second God?

This was something he definitely needed to clarify, as it would determine his next course of action.

Bai Lingmiao narrowed her eyes in thought, but then suddenly laughed inexplicably.

"What are you laughing at? Speak quickly!"

"Ah, I really don't know how to start telling you, that feeling is hard to explain in ordinary language."

"Then use the simplest words possible. The simpler, the better."

Having heard this, Bai Lingmiao carefully considered for a moment, then slowly began, "Huowang, do you know what people have on them? Or rather, what are people made of?"