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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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Chapter 166 Melee

"By the time the ritual duration ends, I should be dead, right?"

Li Huowang slowly raised his sword, as the bugs on his abdomen crawled up his severed arm, wriggling into motion.

In a few breaths, he had a new left hand formed by the intertwining worms.

After trying out his new hand, Li Huowang nodded in satisfaction and once again looked into the distance at the five "Oblivion Path" disciples entangled with Master Danyang.

At this moment, in Li Huowang's eyes, Master Danyang still bore that terrifying appearance, while the faces of the other five had completely transformed into flesh and blood mahjong tiles.

As soon as he thought about his imminent death, Li Huowang's heart began to settle down, and he walked toward them with his sword in hand.

Li Huowang, charging forward, wielded his sword and chopped off the head in the center belonging to Master Danyang.

"Master, don't panic, your disciple is coming to help you!"