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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 390 Zhuge Yuan

"Brother Zhuge, it seems that this Oblivion Path really believes itself to be me," Li Huowang said with a grave expression, turning his head to look at Zhuge Yuan beside him.

He had never expected that the Oblivion Path could actually steal his spindle and weapon, and completely disguise itself as him from inside out.

"This fellow must have made his move when I was trapped in that hallucination in the water, perhaps it was also the Oblivion Path that triggered my sudden hallucination!"

Thinking back carefully, when he had awakened from that so-called White Tower Prison, there was conveniently an imbecile beside him, perhaps that person was a projection of the Oblivion Path.

"There's more! I also saw someone inside my stomach before! Perhaps he was specifically waiting for you inside," the Monk reminded him earnestly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Hong Zhong walked over, circled the corpse several times, and with hands pressed together, began to chant for the spirit's passage as a Monk would.