Pursuit

Sitting Forgetting Dao were madmen who cultivated False Truth to the point of Qi Deviation. Yet no one had ever seen an existence that had successfully cultivated both truth and falsehood. They, including Sitting Forgetting Dao themselves, all believed that state was the correct one.

"Tragic. How tragic."

Li Huowang murmured. Perhaps Dice already knew about this, but he had sunk too deep. Turning back would likely be difficult.

Li Huowang lowered his head, cut open the man's belly before him, took out the softened stone, and placed it beside the abdomen.

A tentacle drilled out from the navel, dragged the thing over, and stuffed it back inside.

The boiled-soft stone the Fa Sect Believers had fought over was, in truth, merely a piece of Li Huowang's liver that had been cut off.

He had tried finding other substitutes, but Li Huowang still felt this one was the most suitable.

"Dad, what have you been doing lately? I don't really understand it." Two slits split open along Li Sui's neck, revealing her double-pupiled eyes.

"I'm deceiving them."

"So this is deception." Li Sui immediately came to a realization. She had learned something new from Dad.

Since his purpose had been achieved, it was time for Li Huowang to leave this place.

He was currently deep within territory occupied by the Four Qi Fa Sect. Such a disturbance naturally drew the sect's response quickly.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Li Huowang immediately revealed himself and wiped his face. His features instantly turned into those of the dead Hu Biao.

He severed his own right hand, threw it onto the ground, and immediately lay down with a pained expression.

"Quick! He—he ran that way!" Li Huowang tremblingly raised his bloodied finger and pointed out a direction for the pursuing Fa Sect Believers.

Watching