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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
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429 Chs

Chapter 69 Eating a Meal

One by one, the yellow papers turned into black ashes as they were consumed by the flames, rising up swiftly on the hot air.

Li Huowang's expression was complex as he watched everything in front of him.

"Li Zhi, oh Li Zhi," he said, "I have burned the joss paper you wanted, and I hope you can receive it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Huowang saw the black ashes whirl in front of him, as if responding to his own words.

At that moment, Li Huowang suddenly felt he could understand the thoughts of those superstitious people.

Compared to the extremely cruel and desperate notion that everything falls into oblivion after death, the idea of continuing the cycle of reincarnation as a ghost seemed like a beautiful fairy tale.

Throwing the last pile of yellow papers into the fire, Li Huowang stood up and patted the ash off his body.

"Let's go. We'll find an inn in town to rest a bit. Everyone is soaked through."