Chapter 438 - Sitting Oblivion Dao

Is it looking at me? Why is it looking at me?

thought Li Huowang. He trembled as he looked up at the eyeball within the yin-yang Taiji diagram. There was no answer to his question. The only thing Li Huowang knew was that Doulao was staring at him.

𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Li Huowang decisively lunged toward the liquid-like ground. Li Huowang would rather sink into the ground rather than be devoured by Doulao like the Sacred Mountain Ghost’s Eye!

In no time, Li Huowang sunk halfway into the soil. The next moment, he felt the world turn upside down. The surface of the mud became the ceiling, while the black-and-white sea in the distance became the ground.

Li Huowang was inverted in midair, and he couldn't stop himself from falling toward the yin-yang Doulao beneath him.

I refuse to accept this! I was just about to obtain the cultivation method against the hallucination! I was about to become an ordinary person!

Li Huowang roared inwardly. He gnashed his teeth and shook his right hand.

The maggots inside of him burst out, entangling each other and transforming into a rope. The rope made out of maggots wrapped around a stone wall that was on the verge of collapse.

Li Huowang barely managed to stabilize himself, and he wasn't in the best situation as well. He was still falling toward the yin-yang Doulao, and the pulling force on him was getting stronger every second.

Soon, invisible threads appeared above Li Huowang’s head. The black-and-white sea churned, and some of the threads attached to Li Huowang were severed. Some threads inside Li Huowang were pulled out, while the threads outside were spirited away.

A few threads became entangled with each other. At first, Li Huowang thought that he would get stuck here forever, but the scenery around him peeled away, and he suddenly found himself staring at a giant ox several times taller than himself.

It took Li Huowang a moment to realize it, but the fear in his heart was the same fear he had felt when he first saw a water buffalo at the young age of six. The scenery peeled away once more, and Li Huowang found himself in front of a counter at a pawnshop.

The counter was tall, and Li Huowang found it scary. The distinct fear reminded him of the time when he became an apprentice at a pawnshop somewhere in town.

The next moment, he saw a skinny man crying bitterly. He was the owner of the pawnshop and was Li Huowang's master. He had fallen into a trap set by a group of swindlers and had lost everything.

Li Huowang lost his source of livelihood and had to fend for himself.

In the end, he made contact with the Sitting Oblivion Dao.

The scenery peeled away slowly at first, and then it began to pick up speed as more and more sceneries flashed before Li Huowang's eyes. Some vague sceneries eventually became clear, and some of them were sceneries of special moments.

Some sceneries depicted his lies, while some depicted his own experience learning supernatural powers in the Sitting Oblivion Dao.

“Boss Hong Zhong, what are you doing? Seriously? How come you've decided to play in the big leagues? You're actually playing with the Strayed Ones? Are you not afraid of going too far?”

“

Ah,

the realm of the Three Officials is too high for me to reach or understand.”

The memories that became clearer as time went on made Li Huowang feel an unprecedented fear. His pale lips trembled like an aspen tree.

“I'm not Hong Zhong; I'm Li Huowang; I'm not Hong Zhong; I am Li Huowang...” Li Huowang muttered to himself, but his repeated muttering wouldn't be able to convince anyone, much less himself.

If people were incapable of imagining scenes of such clarity, then what were these memories?!

Li Huowang's grip on the wall loosened as he was inundated by more and more memories. If everything about Li Huowang was fabricated by Hong Zhong to deceive himself, was it really necessary for him to struggle so desperately just to stay alive?

Zhuge Yuan noticed something amiss with Li Huowang. He frowned and reached for his waist, pulling out a slender soft sword. Zhuge Yuan stomped resolutely on the scroll with both feet before stomping on his right foot.

A figure in white clothes flew past Li Huowang at breakneck speeds. The figure charged at Doulao blotting out the sky. Once Li Huowang was no longer in Doulao's line of sight, the pulling force vanished, and Li Huowang crashed heavily into the wall.

The sceneries in his mind had vanished, but the memories had become unprecedentedly vivid as if they had truly happened.

“No, no, no...!” Li Huowang trembled. He reached for his face and noticed that his facial features, flesh, and even his bones were changing rapidly, transforming into Hong Zhong. Li Sui’s tentacles weren't the reason for this change; his appearance was changing according to his subconscious thoughts.

The cogs in Li Huowang's mind turned frantically, and his appearance changed into Puppy, Lu Zhuangyuan, Gao Zhijian, Bai Lingmiao, Zhao Wu, and Chun Xiaoman. His face changed rapidly as Li Huowang was slowly forgetting his own appearance.

Boom!

A thunderous boom echoed, prompting Li Huowang to look up.

He saw Zhuge Yuan’s soft sword shattering into pieces, and he saw a sword wave flying toward Doulao in the sky. The sword wave was as tiny as an ant in comparison to Doulao's enormous size.

Doulao's gaze swept toward Li Huowang once again.

Zhuge Yuan moved quickly and somersaulted to land in front of Li Huowang.

Zhuge Yuan showed no fear even when facing the gargantuan Doulao. His left hand was behind his back, while his right hand gripped his brush tightly. An audible cracking noise echoed as he pointed at Duolao's one and only eye in the sky.

“Brother Li! Go ahead and leave! I’ll block this one for you. Don’t worry, the other Simings are watching, so it can’t descend upon the mortal world! Everything will be fine once we're out of the capital!"

Li Huowang's appearance had become that of a stranger in Zhuge Yuan's eyes, but the latter had treated Li Huowang the same.

Li Huowang stared at Zhuge Yuan’s upright figure with a complicated expression.

“Brother Zhuge, that’s a Siming. Why are you doing this for me?”

“It is important to know the hearts of people! I just want to do it, that's all!”

Swoosh

!

The pale old almanac flew up and expanded, blotting out the sky.

Zhuge Yuan floated and flew toward the old almanac. Then, using the earth as his inkstone and the sky as his canvas. He waved his brush and wrote, “In the year of Yi Hai, the earth element descends today! Beware the Siming's appearance in the world!”

The pale old almanac burst into flames with a deafening explosion. The pages—engulfed in flames—were like yellow talismans that drifted toward Doulao. The entire world became brighter just then, and the black-and-white Doulao dimmed.

Li Huowang was confused. He gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists.

I can't go ahead and leave. How can I abandon my friends and escape by myself?

“Don’t be a fool! That’s the Doulao’s true body! How can you possibly fight that? It’s rare to encounter someone so foolish as to attempt to fight it, so hurry up and escape with your life,” an illusion of a Sitting Oblivion Dao member advised.

“Nonsense! Who are you trying to fool here?! The Shai Zis can only use their false decrees to summon an incarnation of Doulao; they cannot summon Doulao's true body!”