The Unruly Immortals

At this moment, Li Huowang, who was inside Bei Feng's body, looked at Bei Feng, who was trapped within him, with a very grave expression.

His words had just made Li Huowang's mind somewhat chaotic. The Fate Commander of the Oblivion Path, they didn't just control the false, but also the true?

To break free from the Xinsu illusion, he must seek help from the Fate Commander of the Doumu Taiyin Taiyang of the Oblivion Path?

However, after a brief moment of confusion, his extensive experience dealing with the Oblivion Path swiftly brought Li Huowang back to his senses. "No, I don't believe it! You're lying to me! By making me contact Doumu, you're trying to lure me into joining the Oblivion Path!"

Compared to the previous nonsensical statements from Bei Feng, Li Huowang felt that what he now said was more convincing, more logical.

Hearing this, Bei Feng sighed lightly again. "What's there to believe or not believe? Heavenly Dao numbers fifty, of which the Fate Commanders divide forty-three among themselves. And it's not just our Doumu Taiyin that possesses two of the Heavenly Dao. You couldn't possibly be unaware, could you? Your master has really shirked his duty."

Although Bei Feng was the one trapped, the initiative in the conversation was on his side.

Li Huowang looked at her with furrowed brows, feeling as if he was the one trapped between them.

"Is this guy pretending to be caught by me and feeding me false information?"

He didn't like this feeling; he had to reclaim the initiative. Fortunately, he had a way to do so. Li Huowang held a saw with some dried blood in his hand, reaching out towards Bei Feng with it.

Accompanied by those heart-wrenching screams, Li Huowang watched the body before him gradually fall apart. Bei Feng had already fainted from the pain several times but would be woken up again by Li Huowang very soon.

After several rounds of this, Li Huowang tossed the barbed hook, hanging with some flesh, to the ground and once again demanded of Bei Feng, word by word, "Now, tell me the real way to get rid of the illusion!"

Bei Feng, tortured to the point of being weak and breathless, said in broken intervals, "What do you want me to say! What I'm saying is the truth!"

Seeing Li Huowang reach for the remaining torture devices again, he quickly changed his tune.

"Wait! If you think it's fake and don't want to pursue Cultivation of Truth, then let me think of a way for you. How about you take this body of mine away? There are no illusions in this body, and it's very young, isn't it better than your body that's riddled with holes and wounds?"

Hearing this, Li Huowang looked down at his current body, but the more he looked, the angrier he became. "This is a woman's body! I don't need someone else's body! I only want my own!"

"Ah, what's the difference between men and women? Aren't they both human? Why be so rigid in your thinking? Compared to those torturous illusions, does being male or female really matter that much?"

Right when the other party was making light of the situation, a somewhat restless Li Huowang stopped laughing and coldly glared at Bei Feng in front of him. "You're still lying to me, aren't you? That whole spiel about Yin and Yang Dao was all made up, wasn't it?"

"You've never practiced any Cultivation Techniques! If you had succeeded, you would be able to easily use the Innate Qi of Xinsu, and would be able to mix the false with the true. When I was torturing you earlier, you could have easily fought back. You suppress the illusions with some other method, not through Cultivation Techniques!"

Hearing this, Bei Feng looked utterly speechless, "What in the world are you talking about? Who told you that practicing Cultivation Techniques makes you all that powerful? Does pie fall from the sky? That person must be a swindler! Don't believe him!"

Having heard the other person's words, Li Huowang had decided not to entangle with him any longer. Now, anything that came out of that guy's mouth could be a lie; persisting in questioning would just be a waste of effort.

But since this guy is Xinsu and can break free from the illusion, he must certainly have a way. He's like a chest full of treasures; now that the chest has been found, all that's needed is a key to unlock it.

Li Huowang directly took a gourd from his waist and forced it down his throat.

"You... what are...," before Bei Feng could finish his sentence, his head tilted, and his body began to go limp.

He always knew himself best, and he knew what Li Huowang's weakness was, it wasn't just his sense of pain that was heightened, but his other senses were amplified as well.

And this gourd was full of strong liquor, which could definitely knock him out for a long time, ensuring he stayed put.

However, just as Bei Feng slumped to the ground, his body slowly propped itself up again, but his limbs looked extremely strange, like a puppet in a puppet show, jerked up by strings.

A pair of double-pupil eyes emerged from his navel, Bei Feng was drunk, and now, it was Li Sui controlling Li Huowang's body.

For Li Sui, who had already extended her tendrils throughout Li Huowang's body, this was very easy. Or perhaps, according to the process, she should have been taking over Li Huowang's body like she was doing now.

"Suisui, keep up!" Li Huowang, after strapping the Great Thousand Record and other weapons to himself, cautiously made his way back the way he came.

"Dad, where are we going?"

"We're going to find Zhuge Yuan! His Magic Artifact can restrain Bei Feng, making him tell the truth, and also, incidentally, rescue Zhuge Yuan from this quagmire, I always feel uneasy letting him stay in this chaos!"

When Li Huowang cautiously stepped through the Golden Wall to return to his previous position, he was shocked to see a blaze in the distance.

The tree had caught fire, that tree made entirely of gold had actually been ignited. Flowing gold, like tentacles, spread everywhere.

And the once flat golden brick ground now turned completely rugged. It had changed into a completely different terrain and sunk overall, forming a gaping hole.

Some people in Heavy Armor were lying around haphazardly inside, it seemed that the Military of Da Liang had come to escort them during the time he was away.

Additionally, the eyes in the sky had gotten lower, the rolling dark clouds like the brains of a monster, wrapping behind the giant eyeball, nearly pressing down to the ground!

Seeing the vague figures in the distance, Li Huowang took a deep breath and quickly headed toward them.

When he saw Zhuge Yuan leisurely wielding a Judge's pen amid the chaotic battlefield, Li Huowang's heart finally eased a bit.

Thankfully, Zhuge Yuan was very strong; even in such a turbulent battle, he could keep himself safe.

And he wasn't at the center of the action, so pulling him out didn't attract too much attention.

Dodging Earth Fire Heavenly Thunder and various types of flying dominoes and mahjong tiles, when Li Huowang reached Li Huowang's side, the chaos around him suddenly cleared. He had entered Da Qi.

Zhuge Yuan, seeing Li Huowang's face, appeared very surprised, his Judge's pen ready to point it out. "Bei Feng?!"