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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......

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443 Chs

Chapter 388 Li Huowang

"What is their purpose? Could they possibly know about my identity as Xinsu?"

He thought uncertainly for a while, and after realizing there was nothing out of the ordinary around him, Li Huowang decided to head back to the fishing village and wait for dawn.

Glancing up at the round moon almost enveloped by dark clouds, Li Huowang quickened his pace and carved three marks onto a bamboo pole with his longsword before slowly making his way back to where he had come from.

To prevent getting lost, Li Huowang left sword marks on bamboo poles every once in a while.

As he walked, the sky began to brighten, yet the situation didn't improve much; the foggy morning enveloped everything around, not much better than the previous night.

Just as Li Huowang started to feel weary, two dim lights shot through the fog in the distance, invigorating his spirit. "Have I arrived?"