Foxtail pen

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......

Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

Surrounded and believing that the other party had no trust in his words, Li Huowang cut directly to the point, "Let me speak to the Master of the Astronomical Bureau! As soon as he sees my reflection, he'll know whether I'm spouting nonsense!"


Just as the whip-wielding man extended his index finger to sternly point at Li Huowang, who was about to say something more, his expression suddenly changed.


After hesitating for only a moment, he decisively stepped to the left twice, and the enclosing circle parted to make way.


Li Huowang, whose spirits were instantly lifted, knew right away that the words he had just spoken had been overheard by the Astronomical Bureau.


Immediately, Li Huowang perked up, clenched his fists, and walked through the path that had been made for him.


Passing through a small forest, Li Huowang quickly saw the huge coach parked beside a brook, its magnificent horses bowing their heads to graze and drink water.


Chapter 545: Astronomical Bureau