Chapter 391
Chapter 391
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 391
>Chapter Title: Li Huowang
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“What are they after? Could it be that they know about my identity as a Heart-Su?”
His expression shifting between light and shadow, Li Huowang pondered for a long while. After confirming there was nothing unusual around him, he decided to return to the fishing village and wait for dawn.
He glanced up at the nearly cloud-swallowed full moon, then quickened his pace. With the longsword in his hand, he carved three marks into a bamboo pole before slowly retracing his steps.
To avoid getting lost, he left sword marks on the bamboo at intervals as he walked.
Gradually, the sky began to pale—but the situation did not improve much. A hazy morning mist enveloped everything, no better than the night before.
Just as fatigue began to set in, two faint lights shot through the mist in the distance. His spirits lifted.
“Have I made it?”
He hurried forward—only to realize the lights came from two white lanterns hanging at the gate, each bearing the large black character meaning funeral offering.
The earthen-yellow wall before him was broad and curved, rising several stories high.
Glancing at the thin fog behind him, Li Huowang muttered inwardly, “Just what is it that’s trying to play tricks on me?”
Though the situation was bizarre, fear was not what he felt. He had seen far worse.
He stepped inside.
After passing through a narrow alleyway, a massive circular *wei* building came into view.
Rows of black-tiled houses were joined together into a ring.
A light breeze stirred, carrying a scrap of yellow joss paper across his path, drawing his gaze toward the mourning hall in the distance.
Inside the hall, draped entirely in white, two black coffins—one large, one small—rested in silence.
Li Huowang approached the outer edge and peered in.
The hall had everything—
Except people.
“No offense.”
After murmuring softly, he bowed slightly toward the coffins.
The next instant, he strode forward abruptly, rushed into the hall, seized the coffin lid with one hand and shoved it aside, thrusting his head inside and shouting:
“May the deceased rest in peace!!”
The coffin was empty.
A trace of disappointment crossed his face as he withdrew his head and surveyed the white-draped, paper-effigy-filled hall once more.
“I don’t care what you are! I’m busy—I don’t have time to play games with you!”
“If you push any further, don’t blame me for burning this entire compound—and the whole bamboo grove outside—to the ground!”
The central courtyard of the ring-building was vast. His voice echoed through it.
Yet nothing moved.
*Thump thump.*
He slapped the coffin lid lightly, then turned toward the exit.
He had only gone halfway when—
A flash of red flickered on the second floor to his left.
Li Huowang instantly pivoted and charged toward it. Just before crashing into the wall, he slapped two talismans written in his own blood onto his thighs.
Veins bulged violently across his legs.
With a fierce stomp, he leapt straight upward, landing level with the red figure between the bamboo structures.
When he saw the figure’s face, hot blood surged to the back of his skull.
With all his strength, he roared through clenched teeth:
“Sitting Oblivion Dao!!”
The red figure—
Was none other than Li Huowang himself.
Seeing that identical face, he understood instantly.
The Sitting Oblivion Dao had already infiltrated Xing Island.
All the strange events he had experienced—
Now he knew who was behind them.
As his body began to descend, Li Huowang whipped out his copper coin sword and flicked it outward.
“An-sa Tongling Po She!!”
The red string threaded with copper coins shot outward like a whip and wrapped around a pillar.
With a violent tug, he launched himself like a cannonball toward the other Li Huowang—
Who stood motionless, as if stunned.
But the moment the copper coin sword pierced the figure’s body—
His heart sank.
There was no sensation of impact.
At the same time, the false Li Huowang stabbed upward into empty air—
And blood appeared at the tip of the blade.
Pain flared in Li Huowang’s abdomen.
The figure before him was only a phantom.
The enemy had used his displacement ability against him!
He tried to activate the same ability to escape—
But his body did not respond.
In that instant, he understood.
The Sitting Oblivion Dao had somehow deceived him out of his displacement power.
He had fought many of them before.
None possessed such overwhelming ability.
This one was no ordinary member—
Perhaps even one of the Four Joys or the Three Primordials.
At that thought, Li Huowang dared not hold back.
He dug his fingers into his right eye, gouged it out, and crushed the eyeball in his palm.
*Crack.*
Translucent fluid burst from between his fingers.
The world around him was instantly replaced by a strange, colorless radiance.
Everything slowed to an extreme.
Seizing the opportunity, he yanked the blade from his abdomen.
Knowing his ability had been stolen, he refused to let himself be led by the nose.
He pulled out his fire striker, preparing to unleash something devastating—
But after several strikes, nothing ignited.
Then it hit him.
His skin had already been flayed and refined into a ritual implement.
There was no fresh skin left to sacrifice to Ba Hui.
Seeing the Sitting Oblivion Dao about to recover, his heart tightened.
He shoved a blackened iron plier into his mouth.
Several molars were ripped free, scattering like heavenly maidens casting flowers.
He knew the limit of his displacement ability was within one *zhang*.
So he had ensured the range was fully covered.
The bloodied teeth exploded midair.
Fragments rained down like a storm.
With nothing to shield him, the enemy took the blow head-on.
The shards tore through his body, riddling him like a sieve.
And yet—
He remained standing.
At that sight, Li Huowang’s heart dropped.
He suddenly understood.
Pressing his hand against his abdominal wound, he received terrible confirmation—
The Sitting Oblivion Dao had also deceived him out of his powerful regenerative ability.
“This bastard’s ability is too troublesome… What do I do?”
As the enemy glared at him with a twisted expression, Li Huowang felt his heart sink lower and lower.
(End of Chapter)