Mutated Tao

Li Huowang stood motionlessly as he looked at Tian Wu, seemingly deep in thought.

The next moment, Tian Wu’s head plunged into his chest, avoiding a crack that shot from behind.

Li Huowang's figure gradually appeared behind Tian Wu. As he did, the motionless Li Huowang pulled off his face to reveal Li Sui's cute face.

Tian Wu was hunched over. He dipped two fingers into the strange liquid that had leaked from the crack, then put them in his mouth to taste it. “Hehehe, Daoist Li, you really like to play tricks. You even used a fake person to fool me.”

“Daoist Li, are you really not going to join our sect? This opportunity won’t come again. If you join us, we can discuss everything else.”

“Are you stupid? We have you cornered in an ambush! You still want to recruit me despite your position? Do you think that’s possible?” Li Huowang sneered as he stepped on the soft flesh. He drew his sword and stabbed himself in the abdomen, exposing his internal organs to the air.

The opponent’s powers seemed extremely strange, so holding back was not an option. After finally capturing an expert from the Dharma Sect, he had to make them suffer.

Li Huowang spread out a scroll of the Profound Records on the ground. He tore out his liver and slapped it onto the red bamboo slips forcefully. “Wood Liver!”

When the Five Elements Intercalation was complete, Li Huowang strode toward him with his abdomen covered in all sorts of twisted worms.

Just as he was about to touch the yellow mist, a gap suddenly cracked apart on the flesh on the ground and swallowed him whole.

“How interesting.” Tian Wu shook his gourd as the yellow smoke floating in the air drifted toward the flesh where Li Huowang had disappeared.

After a while, the flesh came alive. Bizarre limbs continued to grow out and quickly broke free from the control of the Abbot of the Righteous Monastery. Another gourd of flesh appeared, which secreted the strange liquid in all directions.

Tian Wu suddenly felt a pain in his feet. Looking down, he saw countless worms covering his feet and gnawing away.

Just as they were about to gnaw through, a blister swelled on the gourd beside him.

Pop! The blister burst and sprayed the strange liquid all over his feet.

The liquid covered the worms, causing their bodies to deform as it contended with Li Huowang for control of them.

“Is this all you can do, Daoist Li? I really don’t know why the Witch thinks so highly of you,” Tian Wu said.

Suddenly, a crack flew out from the ground, attempting to cut him in two.

Tian Wu, who seemed able to foresee the future, quickly leaned back and dodged the flying crack.

To his surprise, a long purple-tassel sword was thrust through the crack.

It stabbed into Tian Wu’s abdomen, then cleaved him in half with a forceful upward stroke.

Shortly after, the completely deformed Li Huowang emerged from a new crack. He held his head in pain while the wriggling things on his body quickly withered and disappeared.

He had used the crack to jump to the Great Qi and launch a stealthy attack, making this move hard to defend against. However, going to Great Qi in its current state clearly required a price.

If things in that place were all crazily deformed, a person could become a monster in just a few breaths.

Fortunately, with his “Truth” cultivation abilities, Li Huowang could reverse the deformation of his flesh.

It can’t be wrong! This feeling, the liquid this guy uses, is the same as the one in the Great Qi! Li Huowang grimaced at the gourds secreting liquid.

He didn’t know which Siming’s Heavenly Dao it was that Tian Wu was drawing upon, but it clearly had something to do with deformation.

“Is deformation also a Heavenly Dao? What’s the name of the Siming in charge of deformation?” Li Huowang muttered.

The hunched old man who had been cut in two suddenly stood up. “In your terms, you can call it the God of Pestilence!”

Strange liquid spurted from his hump like a volcano and splashed toward Li Huowang.

Worms flew out from Li Huowang’s chest to block the black liquid, giving him time to dodge.

Li Huowang stood on a piece of protruding bone. He lifted his sword and looked at Tian Wu with an expression of uncertainty. “Still not dead? Where is this guy from?”

“Hehehe... I have no origin. I’m just an ordinary old man,” Tian Wu said, with his two mouths still split open and his body still deforming.

“You’re an ordinary old man? Like I believe that!” Li Huowang roared and charged at Tian Wu, his veins bulging on his forehead. Tian Wu’s body split apart and forcibly merged again, the deformations on his body rapidly disappearing.

Tian Wu was about to use his magical powers as Li Huowang approached, but his body didn’t obey his commands. At that moment, he truly seemed like an ordinary old man.

By the time Tian Wu reached for the weapon at his waist, it was too late. There was a flash of white light, and Tian Wu’s head soared into the sky.

The next moment, blood spurted from his neck, almost reaching a foot high.

Li Huowang felt uneasy about Tian Wu’s strangeness. He rushed to the headless corpse and then opened his mouth wide towards the spurting blood.

As the blood gushed into his throat, worms poured out from Li Huowang’s mouth like fish, swimming against the flow of blood.

Bleargh! As Li Huowang forcefully vomited, the worms burrowed into Tian Wu’s body, gnawing and devouring everything they touched.

The worms chewed and caused Tian Wu’s headless corpse to shrivel up quickly. When Li Huowang finally threw away the skin, which was now supported only by bones, the worms crawled back into his internal organs through his robes.

Li Huowang didn’t dare to rest after having dealt with this enemy. He rushed to help Abbot Chan Du, who was fighting hard. He needed to finish this battle before the Five Elements Intercalation ended.

“Wait... wait!!” The voice from behind made Li Huowang freeze. He slowly turned around and saw Tian Wu’s shriveled body, with its limbs moving, crawling toward its head.

“He’s still not dead? How is that possible?”

As Li Huowang stood in shock, a hand grabbed his ankle. A monk, with half of his face covered in blisters and his eyes unfocused, pleaded desperately, “Master! Kill me! It hurts! It hurts!”

Li Huowang lifted his foot and crushed the monk’s head. Even as the red and white matter sprayed from his nose, the monk continued to scream in agony. “Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!”

Li Huowang looked at the monk writhing on the ground in pain, then at Tian Wu, who was standing up shakily with his head in his hands.

When he surveyed the area, he noticed that despite the intense battle, there were no corpses around. He finally understood what had occurred.

A Natural Disaster had struck. Death was gone.