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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 · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
429 Chs

Chapter 245: The Box

"What's wrong? Elder Brother Li, the items we went through so much trouble to retrieve, they couldn't possibly be fake, could they?"

Seeing Li Huowang stop, the nervous tone in Gouwa's voice changed.

He was really hoping that this thing would be useful, as the sick Elder Brother Li was quite a handful to deal with.

Li Huowang furrowed his brows and shook his head, holding the Black Taishui in his hand and stopping in his tracks.

"What am I hesitating for? That is just an illusion over there."

With this thought, he lifted the Black Taishui to his mouth, but then he stopped himself abruptly once again.

Everyone in the tent could tell that the recently recovered Elder Brother Li was deep in thought, as to what about, only he himself knew.

When Chun Xiaoman, who had just returned from practicing swordsmanship, approached Bai Lingmiao and asked something in a soft voice, Li Huowang slowly put the meat back onto the Black Taishui.