[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-479":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Path of Immortality",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271629,4436,"Chapter 479: Exchange of Goods","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-479",479,"\u003Cp>The Dà Suì Temple’s dharma heir, master of the Fu Yan dormitory, disciple of the Dōu Lu Bodhisattva’s chief seat, and one who has attained the Buddha’s karma-seeing ability—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The string of titles on Tán Sù’s person was enough to make most cultivators in the world tremble at the sight of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even within the ancient world of Wúliàngguāng Tiān, cultivators of his realm who could be mentioned alongside him numbered no more than two or three, let alone that Tán Sù was now within Hóng Jīng Tiān.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heavenly Pool Sect’s Daozi He Yán, the Heavenly Demon Clan’s Wēn Gū Lù, the Sèyīn Lùzhōu hermit Li Qí…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even these figures were not worth Tán Sù’s notice—he regarded them as mere dust on the ground; as for the Daozi of Qiáo Mountain Sect and the princes of the Southern Sky Demon Kingdom, they were even further beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Tán Sù naturally believed this journey through Hóng Jīng Tiān would be effortless; as long as he avoided those great cultivators, all would remain under his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet on Mó Wù Lùzhōu, today, he, Tán Sù, had been driven into such a predicament!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This, indeed, was something his karma-seeing ability had failed to clearly foresee…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The forest of blades ignites, the stone horse sweats blood… so it was destined to come to this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù sighed inwardly; he saw Xiao Lingji’s face pale as death, her spirit drained. Though she still retained a sliver of self-defense capability, she would be useless in the coming clash—completely out of the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lǚ Róng, who had just fought Xiao Lingji, remained composed, his qi full and mighty, as if filling the very space he stood in, leaving no gap, showing no significant damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on the other side, though Chen Heng had made no move, Tán Sù felt a tremendous pressure bearing down, tightening his spirit slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the moment he stirred, a killing strike would strike him down on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Heng of Yùchén, Lǚ Róng of the Blood River…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, in this remote corner of Mó Wù Lùzhōu, two genuine Xū Dū transmissions had appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even one Lǚ Róng was enough to make Tán Sù take pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù had clashed several times with this world’s strongest Blood River Golden Core; though not life-or-death, both sides had roughly gauged each other’s methods, knowing the opponent was no ordinary cultivator, not easily subdued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now add Chen Heng…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù’s gaze flickered slightly; he gently stroked his left arm, which still throbbed and ached from the direct hit of the Purple-Clear Divine Thunder, making its use awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yùchén Thunder Art truly lives up to its reputation—thankfully it wasn’t that Taiyi Divine Thunder…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù sighed inwardly, then found the thought absurd, shaking his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The titles of the Eastern Breaker of Hell, Subduer of Evil Immortal and the Taiyi Divine Thunder were known even in Wúliàngguāng Tiān; indeed, a high ancient Buddha of Dà Suì Temple had been shattered in his root and fruit by Taiyi Divine Thunder, forced to pass into extinction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that thunder had been Taiyi Divine Thunder, how could Tán Sù still stand here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Golden Core True Person surely could not wield such a legendary supreme technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Nascent Soul True Person of orthodox Immortal Dao struggled to achieve this—how could a Golden Core…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he did not know why such a bizarre thought had surfaced, Tán Sù had no time to ponder it now; he said to Xiao Lingji:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little sister, step back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother?” Xiao Lingji’s expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You came all this way to Hóng Jīng Tiān—can’t return empty-handed. I was schemed against by Yún Jiè’s sword and cannot comprehend the Sùjué Stele Grove—fine—but you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù smiled, then suddenly exerted force, shattering the arm struck by the Purple-Clear Divine Thunder; in a flash of flame, a new arm immediately formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To spar with two future Grand Sect Daozi is a rare opportunity—I shall not refuse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Tán Sù’s gaze swept over Chen Heng and Lǚ Róng; a fierce battle intent surged without concealment, his eyes blazing with golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You intend to fight both of us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lǚ Róng, hands clasped behind his back, felt a spark of interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response to Lǚ Róng, only a chilling coldness came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold was formless, yet faster than flying lightning; in an instant, it reached Lǚ Róng’s face, seeking to seal his seven orifices and freeze his magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old trick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lǚ Róng shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not move his feet; instead, a wave of bloodlight rippled from his shoulders, shattering countless ice spikes around him like a dense rain, striking down the grass and trees beneath the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù showed no surprise at his failed strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared, spitting out a cloud of turbid smoke; the smoke instantly transformed into a giant mouth, lips purplish-black, forty teeth gleaming white, each as large as peaks, rushing forward with terrifying speed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Heng saw Lǚ Róng did not block the blow head-on but instead activated the Red Lotus Shadow-Walking Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, hundreds of blood shadows fled in all directions, trailing chilling flame, blinding the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Lotus Shadow-Walking Technique was an extremely advanced evasion art of the Blood River Sect; not only did it move like lightning and create hundreds of blood shadows to confuse enemies, but it could also instantly swap positions with any shadow—mystical and unpredictable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time the giant mouth bit down, a dozen blood shadows were crushed instantly by its sharp teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after a while, though the giant mouth moved swiftly, the number of blood shadows did not diminish—in fact, they multiplied, nearly filling the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù raised his palm to his chest and chanted a secret incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant mouth in the sky suddenly exploded into a brilliant light, shaking the earth and mountains with a deafening roar, filling all vision with blinding radiance, nearly bringing tears to the eyes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless blood shadows, touched by the light, instantly shattered like bubbles, offering no resistance whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void above now held only pure, clear brightness—not even a wisp of smoke remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of secret art is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xiao Lingji, watching from afar, could even react in shock, a streak of bloodlight leapt from Tán Sù’s monk robe; instantly, Lǚ Róng appeared like a ghost, raising a rusty green bronze bell that engulfed Tán Sù completely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Refine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lǚ Róng’s expression was cold as he formed the hand seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bronze bell emitted a sharp “crack,” then began to compress into a solid copper sphere, sealing Tán Sù inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve been waiting for you to get close.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Tán Sù’s voice did not come from within the bell—it came from beside Lǚ Róng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurled the Yānmó Vajra Club upward, smashing it down upon Lǚ Róng’s head, while two giant mouths materialized simultaneously, one to the left, one to the right, cutting off all escape routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lǚ Róng sneered slightly; a slick layer of bloodskin wrapped his body, and without dodging or retreating, he reached out his palm to grasp the Yānmó Vajra Club!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two exchanged blows at blinding speed, trading dozens of strikes in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Chen Heng saw a hue of amber and seven treasures rise behind Tán Sù’s head; then a lion-headed heavenly general rode forth on a fiery chariot, wielding a heavy halberd, charging straight toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you really dare fight both of us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Heng raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of swordlight in his eyes froze the lion-headed general in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, his heavy halberd snapped in half and clattered to the ground; then his head, arms, chest, abdomen, feet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not even reached Chen Heng before being dismantled into pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Tán Sù chanted a mantra, amber and seven-treasure light surged again behind his head; the lion-headed general stood whole once more, while hundreds of Vajra warriors charged forth, roaring in fury like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Chen Heng slashed through dozens with sword qi in a flick of his fingers, he saw the number of these spirit puppets did not decrease—they seemed endless. He finally raised his sleeve and pushed forward calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Heng said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, rumbling roar erupted; azure-purple lightning surged like a tidal wave, engulfing all the puppets along its path and blasting them to fragments!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lightning’s residual force did not fade; it forced Tán Sù to break his focus and unleash a massive palm seal just to dispel the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Tán Sù distracted, Lǚ Róng seized the opening, launching relentless strikes that forced Tán Sù into steady retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Tán Sù finally regained his breath, Chen Heng advanced without hesitation, speaking no word, unleashing a thousand crimson waterfalls that crashed down with thunderous force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This fight is going to be hard…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù activated his karma-seeing ability; as karmic currents flowed, countless phantom images flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this fleeting glimpse, he sighed, then his gaze sharpened sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal tremor echoed through heaven and earth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a distant peak, Xiao Lingji, hastily swallowing pills to restore her qi, her eyes flickered with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely fifteen minutes had passed, yet the three above the clouds had truly ignited their fury, deploying all their techniques; wherever they struck, mountains collapsed and rocks shattered, thick smoke rising everywhere, leaving no outsider with the courage to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingji knew that though all were Great Heaven transmissions, there were still hierarchies among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Heng and Lǚ Róng were undoubtedly the pinnacle among transmissions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If no unforeseen events occurred, they would surely ascend to Daozi status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only one of them were present, Tán Sù could still cope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with two… Tán Sù had no chance of victory—defeat was inevitable…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Xiao Lingji’s eyes suddenly widened, her expression solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost as she paled, Tán Sù roared like a lion, stomped forward, and manifested the Four-Faced, Six-Armed Wū Chú Bǎogài Mingwang form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred-zhang Mingwang stood in the sky, all four faces showing wrathful, destructive visages; six arms wreathed in black flame, terrifying in might, making the iron-thorned blade forest engraved on the canopy behind his head seem even more sinister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Tán Sù could unleash more power, Lǚ Róng let out a long howl; a brilliant demonic light shook mountains and earth, shooting straight into the heavens, sweeping down upon the hundred-zhang Mingwang form!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, from Chen Heng’s side came a great thunderous boom; lightning roared, mountains echoed, and the entire landscape became dazzlingly hazy, as if suddenly shrouded in azure-purple radiance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tán Sù had nowhere to retreat; he ceased channeling his karma-seeing ability, his eyes returning to black and white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He brought his six arms together; a ring of black light surged like a tidal wave, instantly forming a dead, silent forest that tightly shielded his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning and demonic energy exploded together, instantly hurling sand and rocks, unstoppable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this commotion did not last long; after half a censer’s time, a thunderclap rang out, and a human figure fell from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure staggered upon landing, his stance unsteady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingji was startled and swiftly flew forward to support Tan Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she saw the clear bloodstain at Tan Su’s lips, both sleeves charred and smoky, their divine radiance extinguished—he looked unusually disheveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xiao Lingji could speak, Tan Su waved his hand, stepped forward, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Both of you, did my actions just now secure that half-segment of Wang Zhi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Su was no fool who pressed on despite knowing it was hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew full well: even against Lu Rong alone, he had no guarantee of victory, let alone against Chen Hang, who was subtly stronger than Lu Rong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these two united, across the vast Zhongtian Universe, few in their realm could stand against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His insistence on fighting was simply because he understood Lu Rong’s nature—he knew that unless he showed some power, he could not easily take even that small fragment of Wang Zhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this madman insisted on pestering, it would be a nuisance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Tan Su’s words, he realized this was still demon territory, and the mountain guardian Huang Xiong possessed profound cultivation—he was not to be trifled with; if the fight continued and drew attention, it would be dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brief consideration, Lu Rong reluctantly suppressed his battle lust, turned to Chen Hang, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is your opinion, Chen True Person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang paid it little mind, merely nodding slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very well…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Rong shifted his gaze to Tan Su and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Monk, we’ve fought more than a few times—you clearly know my nature, which is why you acted as you did.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Rong’s gaze lingered on Xiao Lingji’s pale face; he seemed to recall something, smiled inwardly, and continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gentlemen, let us part for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingji frowned slightly, a strange feeling stirring in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Su merely nodded faintly, rolled his sleeve, and shot off in a streak of golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden light halted after traveling a hundred li, above a mountain peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Su stood still, his expression shifting uncertainly; his shoulders trembled, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thunder art… truly formidable…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Su fell silent for a moment, then gave a faint, cold smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his fingers and slowly pulled from his chest a thread of lightning, nearly imperceptible, staring at it for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingji saw that though the lightning was purplish-blue, faint specks of gold shimmered within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fleeting surge of yang energy—unmatched in ferocity, surpassing sun and moon in hardness, vast and boundless—passed briefly, then vanished in an instant, leaving one to wonder if it had been an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thunder art?” Xiao Lingji’s expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether or not it’s Taiyi Divine Thunder, such power—this man is even more… than I thought.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Su shook his head; his voice paused strangely, then resumed after a long silence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If such a figure emerges among the Eight Sects and Six Clans, the future of Zhongtian may not be blessed. Since I’ve already secured Wang Zhi, let me yield to him for now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingji had no objection—she held the same thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging transmission tokens and bowing farewell to Lu Rong, Chen Hang wasted no time; he launched his sword light and vanished into the deep clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the nature of their cultivation arts, Lu Rong and Xiao Lingji both required Wang Zhi—either to suppress their restless minds, or to harmonize yin and yang, refining the soul and spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this substance held little use for Chen Hang; wherever he was, he had no need for such external elixirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, after discussion, Chen Hang also produced his share of Wang Zhi and exchanged it with Lu Rong for Chi Fan Zhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Chi Fan Zhen was exceedingly rare; Lu Rong had no more on him now—the portion he gave Chen Hang was his last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two thus exchanged talisman messages, agreeing that before the Dan Yuan Assembly, Lu Rong would deliver the Chi Fan Zhen to Chen Hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as Chen Hang pressed forward, after roughly fifteen minutes, he finally saw a towering, perilous peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The peak rose sharply, like a blade carved straight from heaven, piercing the sky; even the fierce gales and drifting clouds only swirled around its midsection, stirring the pine waves into roaring gusts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This must be it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang thought, and pressed his sword light, descending from the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>",2611,"2026-06-19T22:30:06.574Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8117176f03c44723b7c2209274e8b1c3c9b59dfb5cc998efd03e6cf8d0e883b2","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-480","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-478",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]