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Crossing back and forth: 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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308 Chs

Chapter 119 Yingzi

Li Huowang pulled the girl behind him and looked at Shou San, speaking every word deliberately, "Even if I die, I will never do such a thing!"

"Pfft~" A member of the Ao Jing Sect beside him couldn't help but let out a snicker. "Don't swear so mightily; you are Xinsu after all."

"What about being Xinsu? I may be crazy, but I'm not a beast without humanity like Master Danyang! I will never do something like he did!"

Shou San glared at the believer with a very unfriendly look. "Yan Liu, is this funny to you? Can't you restrain yourself in front of outsiders?"

The sect member seemed to want to say something, but quickly his facial features began to fuse together rapidly.

Not just his features, but also the gaps between his fingers and toes.

Before long, he had transformed into a worm, only capable of wriggling.

"Wrap him in a quilt, he is not to suffer any pain for a month."

Shou San was right; they were very good at healing.