The Unruly Immortals

Although it was only turning into an illusion, he didn't know how long it would take to turn an illusion into a real person.

But with the illusion, there was a glimmer of hope, Zhuge Yuan could stay alive, no need to die!

He subconsciously reached his hand out, sweeping over Zhuge Yuan's body, naturally unable to touch it, but this still made Li Huowang unable to help feeling even more excited.

This alternating pressure and excitement caused Li Huowang to sweat profusely and his face to turn bright red.

"Hong Zhong, big brother, what are you doing? Are you going or not? If you don't go, I will," Bei Feng said, looking at the overwhelming battle in the distance, a look of eagerness appearing on his face.

Li Huowang collected his thoughts, first glancing at Bei Feng who was speaking beside him, and then looked over at the two battling sides in the distance.

Although Doumu had returned, neither the Oblivion Path nor the Astrological Bureau showed any signs of stopping their fierce battle.

A pair of Dragon Horns stabbed out from behind the Emperor of Da Liang's diadem, while those four Touzi sat on the ground with the help of other Oblivion Path members, setting up some unknown formation.

Li Huowang averted his gaze, quickly submerged his body into the ground, adopting an invisible form, and slowly retreated from the chaotic Imperial Palace of Da Liang.

"Taoist, why are you leaving? Didn't you say you wanted to get some Cultivation Technique from Bei Feng?"

Hearing this, Li Huowang scoffed, "He doesn't have any damn Cultivation Technique, it's fake, specifically released to lure out Xinsu."

After Doumu's previous commotion, there weren't many good places left in the Capital City, which looked as if it had gone through a massive earthquake.

Li Huowang rode an unclaimed fine horse, spurring it on quickly towards his own courtyard.

Upon arriving home, at the tilted doorway of his house, he saw Mantou, who sat crouched on a crooked tree, scared and shivering with its tail tucked.

Li Huowang first rushed into the courtyard, quickly grabbed the necessary luggage, then picked up the dog and ran towards the East City Gate.

After leaving the city and running for about ten miles or more, Li Huowang finally stopped in front of a waterfall surrounded by lush mountains and clear waters.

Zhuge Yuan looked rather somber at this time, showing no interest in admiring the scenery. "Alas, I wonder if the upright officials of Da Qi are doing well in my absence."

"Enough of that, Brother Zhuge. You're like a Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, hardly able to save yourself. Let's focus on your own safety first. I'm not sure if you heard me before your near-death, but I'll explain my plan to you again," Li Huowang said.

Li Huowang detailed his plan for resurrection to Zhuge Yuan once more.

Hearing these words, Zhuge Yuan began to contemplate deeply and slowly.

After a long time, he slightly furrowed his brows and shook his head gently. "Brother Li, I don't think this method will work."

"Huh?! Why not?"

"Indeed, Xinsu can work wonders and do as one pleases, but I am a living person, alive and breathing. And don't forget, I am not an ordinary person. I am Heart Pan."

"Even if you reach the pinnacle of Cultivation, you are still of the 'heart' generation, and Xinsu's Innate Qi, no matter how strong, cannot create Heart Pan."

"It can!" Li Huowang's emphatic statement made all five illusions turn their attention sharply towards him.

"Brother Zhuge, I think, therefore I am. You cannot begin to comprehend how powerful Xinsu is! Bei Feng had indeed omitted some details earlier. Xinsu's Innate Qi does originate from the same source as one side of Doumu Taiyang."

"But what he deliberately hid was the fact that those aspects of the Heavenly Dao governing truth and falsehood on Doumu themselves weren't innate to it either!"

As Li Huowang spoke, he looked down at his clenched fist, excitedly saying, "This is something even more powerful than the Fate Commander, when that time comes, not to mention giving you a physical body directly, what would be the harm in following Pangu in creating Heaven and Earth!"

Looking at Li Huowang in front of him, Zhuge Yuan's face revealed a trace of worry. "Brother Li, where did you learn all this?" He was certain Li Huowang didn't know these things when he came to see him on Apricot Island.

His question made Li Huowang pause, and the excitement on his face gradually subsided. "I remembered some things, some things about the past, some... about me being Hong Zhong of the Oblivion Path."

"What?!" Zhuge Yuan looked extremely surprised.

A bitter smile appeared on Li Huowang's face, "I don't want to accept those realities either, but the truth is right in front of my eyes, I, Li Huowang, am Hong Zhong."

"It would be fine if Bei Feng was colluding with me, but what about the memories in my head? The Divine Skills that I suddenly possess?"

As he spoke, Li Huowang's face changed continuously, finally settling on the appearance of Hong Zhong.

As soon as these words left his mouth, Li Huowang's heart immediately felt as if it was being drilled into, the realization that he was Hong Zhong meant that there had never been any high school student, there had never been any reality.

When the abbess of An Ci Nunnery met him for the first time, what she said was right, he was a person from this world, and all the muddled things in his mind were nothing but illusions crafted by Hong Zhong all along.

Thinking that Yang Na and his own mother were all fabricated, Li Huowang's just-calmed heart ached even more.

"Hmm... wait a second, Brother Li, something's not right, something's not right, let me think this through," Zhuge Yuan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

After several paces back and forth, Zhuge Yuan looked at Li Huowang again, "Brother Li, don't jump to conclusions yet; you might not necessarily be Hong Zhong."

"If it were just a series of very clear memories, that would be one thing, but how do you explain the Oblivion Divine Skills I possess? And..."

With that, Li Huowang quickly surveyed the area, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the east for several miles until he stopped at a roadside noodle stall to rest.

He hurriedly walked in and, without waiting for the stall owner to speak, revealed his Hong Zhong face.

Upon seeing that square face, the stall owner, who had greeted him with a smile, changed his expression instantly, promptly pulling out a red-center Mahjong tile from behind and holding it up reverently towards Li Huowang with both hands.

Li Huowang wiped his hands over the tile, splitting it into two halves. He lifted the front half, displaying it to Zhuge Yuan. Within were five tiny characters: Hong Zhong Li Huowang.

"See? This was the secret investigation I conducted six years ago. I know it's hard to accept, but these iron-clad facts prove that I am Hong Zhong. I don't want to escape it now because evasion is useless."

"No, that's not right." Zhuge Yuan shook his head even more vigorously, "You are not Hong Zhong. You were just replaced in the past, just like Da Qi... and also Da Liang. It was true that Da Qi had unified the world, and it was the divided hearts of Da Liang that were false, yet it, just like you, had its history swapped."