The Oblivion Path was actually a path for lunatics who had gone astray in their cultivation, falling into madness, but since no one had ever seen anyone succeed in cultivating truth or falsehood, everyone, including the practitioners of the Oblivion Path themselves, believed that this state was the correct one.
"How pitiful, how sad,"
muttered Li Huowang to himself. Perhaps Touzi already knew this, but he was in too deep, and it would likely be very difficult for him to turn back now.
Li Huowang lowered his head and peeled open the stomach of the man in front of him, took out the softened stone, and placed it beside the abdomen.
A tentacle emerged from the navel, dragging that object as it stuffed it back in.
The softened stone that was coveted by the followers of the Dharma Sect was actually just a piece of Li Huowang's own liver.
He had looked for other substitutes, but Li Huowang still felt this one was the most suitable.
