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

Li Huowang had previously dealt with the Shangji Guankou, and when he saw the abnormal situation before him, he knew something was definitely amiss—the earlier claim by Shangguan Yuting that she was a secret to be traded was just an excuse, a deceit.


The scene before him changed in a blink, a whirlwind composed of various characters emerging from the cracks in the clay statue and funneling up towards the sky.


At first glance at the object, Li Huowang instantly realized something—it was the Shangji Guankou, and he saw some private matters within it.


Shangji Guankou was trying to escape, but how could the Astronomical Bureau be unprepared? Unbeknownst to him, the space above had turned into a mirror at some point. Whatever was on the ground had a reversed counterpart in the sky.


When Shangji Guankou floated upwards, it crashed directly into a black shadow on the ground, the shadow that should have belonged to the clay statue began to enlarge and shrink intermittently.


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