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

"Thud, thud, thud, thud," heavy and disorderly footsteps kept transmitting into Li Huowang's ears through the muddy ground, and the dense numbers made his expression increasingly solemn.


He had been in Da Qi for a while, yet he had never felt such a commotion; this thing was likely not easy to provoke.


"No matter what's causing the noise, I must get around it!" Li Huowang closed his eyes, thinking this without any hesitation. He stood up and dashed in the completely opposite direction.


Li Sui's tentacles drilled out from within his body, probing quickly in all directions like blind sticks.


"Taoist, you can open your eyes now, there's nothing filthy nearby."


Upon hearing the Monk's words, Li Huowang opened one eye slightly and discovered, to his surprise, that he had unknowingly made his way into the heart of Chaotic Grave Mound.


Under the disaster, the entire Chaotic Grave Mound appeared to be restless, with distant entities crawling up and wandering aimlessly.


Chapter 547: The Generation of Filler Characters