Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Stab~ A big tongue licked Li Huowang's red cheek, licking off a large piece of his newly grown skin.

The severe pain on his face, like being brushed by a steel brush, forced Li Huowang to open his eyes again.

Li Huowang looked around blankly and found that he was still in the dead town, but there were a lot of collapsed houses.

After I passed out yesterday, a lot of things seemed to have happened.

It was already bright at this moment, and looking at the position of the sun in the west, it looked like I had been lying here all day.

Hmm~ Mantou kept shouting around Li Huowang, as if he wanted to get closer but didn't dare to.

Only then did Li Huowang realize something strange about his body.

Last night, he was burned from the inside out by the flames. Logically speaking, he was already dead and could not die anymore.

But now he is very much not dead. The blackened shell has fallen off and his body is covered with a thin layer of skin.

It seems that my recovery ability has increased again. No, it's not just recovery ability, it's a comprehensive amplification.

Li Huowang looked down at his red body, as if he had been burned.

All the clothes on his body were burned away.

Fortunately, neither the Da Qian Lu, nor the long sword, nor the iron torture instruments were damaged by the flames.

He staggered to his feet, feeling the breeze hurt his body.

Li Huowang, who was completely naked, wandered throughout the dead town with a dog.

After walking around for a few times, he found new clothes in an old clothing store full of spider webs.

After passing through the headless skeleton shop behind the counter, Li Huowang found a blue Taoist robe and put it on his body. He then tore off a large piece of fabric to wrap up all the things in his arms.

The new and delicate skin was easily scratched by the cloth, and dots of peach blossoms gradually spread on the robe.

The flesh and blood were stuck together with the skin. Every time he moved, Li Huowang felt pain like a knife. Every time he moved, it was like being tortured.

He found a long stool in the old clothing store and sat on it shakily, quietly waiting for his skin to completely grow back.

Li Huowang waited in the old clothes store full of clothes. As time passed by, the entire old clothes store gradually became dark.

The old clothes hanging on the beams in the house, against the backdrop of darkness, seemed like rows of hanged ghosts hanging there.

A breeze blew from nowhere, and the clothes began to sway gently, making the whole room look particularly eerie.

Woof! Woof woof!! Steamed Bun barked at the swaying clothes, while shrinking timidly under Li Huowang's stool.

Shh, don't scream. There are no ghosts in this world. If people die, there will be nothing. Otherwise, they would have come to me to claim their lives. Li Huowang murmured to himself as he gently stroked the bun's head with his hand.

Steamed Bun gradually became quiet and licked Li Huowang's palm with his tongue.

When, as expected, Li Huowang's skin was broken by licking it again, it immediately didn't dare to lick it anymore and looked at Li Huowang with guilt in its eyes.

Li Huowang ignored the wound and began to check the bun's injury. He carefully pressed his hand gently on the kicked abdomen.

The blood at the corner of his mouth proved that Steamed Bun was indeed injured, but judging from the fact that he could run from the mountain to the town below, the injury was not serious.

If Jiang Yingzi really wanted to kill a dog, it would be absolutely easy. There was only one reason why Mantou didn't die.

Because she is still kind-hearted and doesn't want to kill Mantou, even if the dog recognizes his enemy as his master.

Yingzi... In the dim old clothes shop, Li Huowang looked at the slightly swaying clothes in front of him in a daze.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

Suddenly, he stood up regardless of his sore skin.

Li Huowang walked up to the headless old clothes shop owner, picked him up and walked out of the house.

The long sword that cut through iron like clay was once again used as a shovel to start digging holes.

A large pit was quickly formed. Li Huowang arranged the head and headless skeleton found in the old clothes shop and reburied them in the soil.

A door panel was removed, and Li Huowang wanted to carve words, but found that he had long forgotten how to write those words.

Finally, he simply used the tip of his sword to carve out a pattern of clothes and inserted it in front of the grave.

Immediately afterwards, Li Huowang turned around and walked into another room, and took out the bodies of a mother and daughter.

Skeletons were buried one after another, and tombstones with patterns were erected.

When the skin has not grown well and is constantly rubbed by clothes, it will be completely rotten in a few times.

After being blessed with a keen sense of pain, this is undoubtedly similar to Ling Chi.

But Li Huowang didn't pause at all. The more pain his body felt, the better he felt inside.

As Li Huowang continued to move, the Taoist robe on his body gradually turned dark red again.

When Li Huowang walked into a bungalow again, he was stunned. There was a bamboo cradle inside.

Seeing that thing, he was a little afraid to go there at the moment.

Haha...compared to you, am I not a saint? A familiar voice sounded like thunder in Li Huowang's ears.

He suddenly turned his head and saw his three-headed Danyangzi standing on the rubble of the opposite house looking at him.

Looking at the half-smiling smiles of the three heads, Li Huowang seemed to instantly feel that he was in an ice cave.

The next second, Li Huowang moved. He ignored Danyangzi on the roof, but slowly turned his head and walked towards the mountains in the distance.

He walked slowly at first, then jogged, and finally just gritted his teeth and ran, with blood dripping from his body scattered all the way.

Explain to me! What is going on! Why is Danyangzi still there!!

In the bright cave, surrounded by a group of Aojing disciples, the panting Li Huowang, with blood on his face, asked loudly at the several caves on the wall in front of him.

An old voice came from one of the caves. Little friend, everything is over between us. Your master has long since passed away. We haven't seen the slightest bit of him in you either.

At this moment, Li Huowang's pupils shrank to an extremely small size, and he pointed at a hole with trembling fingers.

Then tell me what that is? What is that! Are you all blind? What nonsense! He has a greater influence on me now! He can appear at any time! This thing has not been eradicated at all!!

Then Li Huowang seemed to see something again, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, No! Even Jiang Yingzi is here! She is by Danyangzi's side now!

As soon as these words came out, all the Aojing Cult members around were surprised. Even Li Huowang felt something was wrong.

Danyangzi only exists because of his cultivation of immortality, but what happened to Jiang Yingzi? She didn’t become an immortal!

Li Huowang's eyes stared straight at the woman in the distance who had severed arms and legs and was covered in blood and flesh, and his head was buzzing.

At this moment, she was still staring at herself with extremely hateful eyes.

Little friend, we have said before that we only need to expel your master and those bizarre illusions in your mind. We have nothing to do with it.