Chapter 390 - "Li Huowang"
What's their goal? Do they know that I’m a Strayed One? Li Huowang pondered, and his expression changed intermittently as he arrived at many different conclusions. He looked around and found nothing unusual. In the end, he decided to return to the fishing village and wait until daybreak before doing anything else.
Li Huowang looked up at the round moon in the sky that the dark clouds had almost blotted out. Li Huowang took quick steps and scratched a nearby bamboo pole before heading back to his original position.
Li Huowang eventually left in the direction of the fishing village, leaving scratches on the bamboo pole every now and then to avoid getting lost.
The sky gradually brightened as he continued his journey, but his situation didn't improve at all despite the faint light. The hazy morning fog was everywhere, lowering visibility.
Li Huowang was starting to get tired when two faint lights pierced the morning mist.
The sight reinvigorated Li Huowang. I’ve arrived?
Li Huowang moved a few steps forward, only to find that the lights were two white lanterns hanging at the entrance of a building. Above the lanterns, there was a huge plaque displaying a word written in black—libation[1].
The walls were earth-toned and resembled arcs several stories high. Li Huowang glanced at the thin mist behind him. They're trying to deceive me, but who's the mastermind behind it?
Although the situation was utterly bizarre, Li Huowang wasn’t really scared.
He had experienced far more bizarre situations, after all.
Li Huowang lifted his right foot and walked toward the door. After passing through a long corridor, Li Huowang found himself standing in front of a huge circular courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by buildings with black roof tiles.
A cold breeze swept past Li Huowang, and it carried with it a piece of yellow paper money. Li Huowang followed the yellow paper money, and his gaze eventually landed in a distant memorial hall.
The memorial hall's interior was entirely in white, while a large and a small black coffin were inside. Li Huowang walked up to the memorial hall and looked around. The memorial hall had everything aside from mourning people.
“I mean no offense,” Li Huowang said and bowed slightly toward the coffins.
Then, he moved quickly and rushed into the memorial hall. He reached out with one hand and pried open the lid of one of the coffins. Afterward, Li Huowang stuck his head inside and yelled, “Rest in peace!”
However, the coffin didn't stir. Li Huowang looked disappointed as he stepped backward. Then, he looked around the memorial hall, sweeping his gaze across the white cloth and paper offerings.
“I do not care what you are. I’m too busy to play with you. If you go too far, don't blame me for setting fire to this courtyard and the entire bamboo forest outside!” Li Huowang warned, and his voice echoed throughout the entire spacious courtyard.
Still, there were no responses whatsoever, no movements nor noises. Li Huowang patted the coffin and turned around to walk toward the exit.
Just then, a red figure appeared in the periphery of Li Huowang's eyes. The red figure was on the second floor of the building to Li Huowang's left. Li Huowang immediately turned and ran toward the red figure.
Before colliding with the wall, Li Huowang slapped two talismans, with inscriptions written using his own blood, on his thighs. Veins bulged throughout Li Huowang's legs, and he bent his knees, performing a mighty jump that allowed him to reach the second floor of the bamboo building, where he saw the red figure.
Li Huowang instantly felt his blood boil upon taking a closer look at the red figure.
“Sitting Oblivion Dao!” Li Huowang roared with all his might.
The red figure was none other than Li Huowang.
Li Huowang instantly understood what was going on.
The Sitting Oblivion Dao had long infiltrated Xing Island. He finally realized the mastermind of the bizarre encounter.
Just as gravity brought Li Huowang down, he took out the bronze coin sword and slashed out while chanting an incantation.
The red threads around the bronze coins extended rapidly like a whip and wrapped around a pillar. Li Huowang tugged, and he was propelled toward "Li Huowang" like a cannonball.
"Li Huowang" remained motionless as if he were too stunned to move.
Li Huowang's heart skipped a beat when his bronze coin sword pierced "Li Huowang."
There was no feedback at all—it felt like he had struck nothing but air.
Then, "Li Huowang" pulled out his own sword and thrust upward.
Li Huowang was stunned to see blood at the tip of "Li Huowang's" sword.
Li Huowang's abdomen was struck by a wave of sharp pain, and he was horrified to discover that "Li Huowang" could use his own projection ability!
The revelation made Li Huowang cast the same projection ability to escape, but he couldn't move an inch. Li Huowang realized it just then; the Sitting Oblivion Dao had used some method to deceive him and take away his projection ability.
Li Huowang had fought quite a few members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao, but none of them had such a bizarre ability. In other words, there was a high chance that "Li Huowang" could be one of the Four Joys or perhaps even one of the Three Officials!
Li Huowang dared not to hold back. He gouged his right eye and squeezed it hard. A grotesque noise echoed as a semi-transparent liquid oozed from between his fingernails.
A strange light beyond human perception replaced the world before Li Huowang, and everything slowed down to a snail's pace. Li Huowang took advantage of this opportunity to remove the sword sticking out of his abdomen.
"Li Huowang" had somehow deceived Li Huowang's ability away from him, so the latter knew that he couldn't let himself be led astray.
Li Huowang took out the flint and got ready to execute a major move. Unfortunately, Li Huowang's fleshly body refused to ignite, and that was when he recalled that he had peeled off his skin to create an artifact.
He no longer had any skin to Ba-Hui.
"Li Huowang's" movement was about to return to normal speed, and the sight made Li Huowang's heart skip a beat. Left with no other choice, he took out a blackened iron piers and stuffed it into his mouth.
He decisively pulled out a few molar teeth, and he scattered them like flower petals.
Li Huowang was aware of his projection ability's range, which was three meters. He made sure to take that into account as he attacked with his teeth. Li Huowang willed, and his teeth exploded, raining shrapnels made out of teeth toward "Li Huowang."
"Li Huowang" couldn't even defend himself as the shrapnel transformed him into a sieve. Unfortunately, "Li Huowang" remained standing without any signs of collapsing despite his severe injuries.
Li Huowang’s heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. He pressed the wound in his stomach and realized that "Li Huowang" had deceived his powerful healing ability away.
His ability is too bizarre and tricky. What should I do? Li Huowang’s heart sank as "Li Huowang" glared fiercely at him.
1. A libation is a ritual pouring of a liquid, or grains such as rice, as an offering to a deity or spirit, or in memory of the dead. ?
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