[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-490":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},2271640,4436,"Chapter 490: The Heaven-Punishing Axe","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-490",490,"\u003Cp>Deep ravines loom dark, littered with white bones—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a wild, lifeless sky choked only by a gray haze of death, a colossal lion’s head emerged from a boiling ocean, then let out a startled cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The booming voice echoed through heaven and earth, churning the sea into towering waves that slammed back in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was a nine-headed lion, its body vast as a divine mountain, towering to meet the heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it stood upon the sea, the entire ocean seemed to groan under unbearable weight, instantly plunging the world into dark winds and dimmed daylight, where no eye could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t die in Gui Xu? You’re still alive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his shock, the nine-headed lion’s face hardened with fury; across his body, tougher than the roots of the earth, a deep lightning scar stretched from his brow to his neck, horrifying to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the nine-headed lion was a primordial celestial demon who had attained the Dao, capable of manifesting billions of forms, creating matter from emptiness, and regenerating from a single drop of blood, he could not expel the lightning scar from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To preserve his dignity, he could only conceal it with secret arts, lest he invite ridicule from his peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the deliberate work of Donggaozi, punishment for the nine-headed lion’s past crimes of devouring heaven and earth, consuming all living beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for the nine-headed lion’s own celestial merit, and his former status as a minister of the Dao Court, with several allies in the court protecting him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would not have been mere punishment, but direct punishment by heavenly thunder, his nine-headed soul spirit dragged back to the Tian Gang Yinghua Mansion for torment, never to be freed again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuxiang Heaven, Jisheng Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a pure jade palace, a dozen crimson-robed Daoists gazed toward the Buddha realm, their faces all wearing identical expressions of deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Daoists numbered twelve, each with identical faces, identical expressions and movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if born from the same soul, yet their spiritual auras were utterly different, worlds apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strongest could pluck suns and stars with ease, as if a single stomp could crush and shatter the land beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weakest were no different from mortals, their blood and qi decayed, bones and sinews worn out, as if a breeze could topple them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I always knew Donggaozi faked his death and escaped, but I never found proof.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An immortal capable of reducing me to this state would never die so obscurely in Gui Xu, perishing alongside the already grievously wounded Shaoyuan heretics?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One crimson-robed Daoist spoke softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, Jingcang Bianji Buddha’s realm was shattered, the great Vajra barrier destroyed—everything became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the old Buddha’s death as a clue, I finally traced Donggaozi’s fate through divination. The thought of finally having a chance to exact revenge myself—I cannot hide my joy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another crimson-robed Daoist chimed in: “But Donggaozi’s current state may not be so good either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He plotted his fake death since ancient times, executing it flawlessly—even we found no flaw. So why, after killing Jingcang Bianji Buddha, did he leave the aftermath unattended?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson-robed Daoist shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he had used magic to conceal it, Jingcang Bianji Buddha’s death might never have been known, or if known, would never have been traced back to Donggaozi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it seems that after that battle, Donggaozi suffered another upheaval—right within the Buddha realm… Otherwise, with his cunning, he would never have ended up like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As these words were spoken, the jade palace fell suddenly tense, silent, no one speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, one crimson-robed Daoist ventured cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait first. Donggaozi originally cultivated the Dao of Yin Virtue, yet now he seeks to attain a higher realm through Virtue of Blessing. The ones most anxious now are not our old enemies, but those who walk the same path of Virtue of Blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Donggaozi suddenly emerging as such a powerful rival, their emotions must be quite… entertaining.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The central crimson-robed Daoist smiled slowly, and as he spoke, his tone grew reflective; he clapped his hands:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Virtue of Blessing path is truly superior—even Donggaozi now seeks to attain a higher realm through it. That elder who holds the Virtue of Blessing Dao is truly famed for his benevolence, his noble moral character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How lenient is that elder toward younger disciples?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to those few Dao Lords, his compassion is truly admirable and worthy of reverence!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ranluo Gongshou Heaven, on a bright, vast isle, a tall Daoist with a golden-eyed beard stood beside the Shouzun Demon God in the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them floated a radiant white sun, clearly revealing the scene within the Buddha realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the bearded Daoist’s explanation, the Shouzun Demon God frowned slightly, his face showing surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long ago, because some young clan members had been slain—including several of his own bloodline—he had personally dealt with this Buddha realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Buddha realm was too solid to destroy and excelled at concealment and escape; the Shouzun Demon God, still newly ascended, had only struck it a few heavy blows before it vanished again into the boundless void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the great Vajra barrier, though he had clashed with it, he never imagined the Buddha realm concealed such a divine secret!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, seeing this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Donggaozi… Virtue of Blessing… The Heavenly Venerable also cultivates the Virtue of Blessing Dao. What are his plans now?” the Shouzun Demon God asked, gathering his thoughts, gazing at the bearded Daoist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearded Daoist withdrew his gaze from the white sun and smiled faintly, replying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I capture the jade-crowned prodigy who achieved Taiyi Divine Thunder at the Golden Core stage, and use him as leverage? Or should I storm Yuchen directly and force Donggaozi to face me in battle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Neither is acceptable. The Heavenly Venerable must not do either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shouzun Demon God shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, wait first. See who will be the first to lose patience and leap out—we’ll just watch the show.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearded Daoist’s gaze grew deep; suddenly he looked beyond the heavens, his smile mocking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among us who walk the Virtue of Blessing Dao, Jiao Mingzhu is the most ruthless, the most infamous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet why, with today’s events, has he not shown his face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Underworld, Xia Quan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mighty man seated deep in Xia Quan clenched his fist; his blood qi surged violently, filling the void completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless fierce demons and yin spirits in Xia Quan, struck by the blood qi, could not even cry out—they instantly scattered into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Donggaozi still has the Thunder Tablet… Old friends still have a chance to meet again, now fellow cultivators—how truly delightful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mighty man laughed, then slowly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Storms gather, the fires of tribulation stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the great Vajra barrier shattered, Jingcang Bianji Buddha’s death could no longer be concealed, and the Virtue of Blessing Dao stirred in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All who possessed power could not ignore this turn of events; attention gradually turned toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk who had sacrificed the Buddha realm to gain blessing had foreseen this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that once the Buddha realm was destroyed, his master’s death could no longer be hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if he had left it untouched, without external intervention, the realm would have collapsed within a hundred years anyway—beyond saving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So rather than let it waste away uselessly, better to use it fully, one last time to aid himself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good thing I acted decisively and withdrew in time. Even if the Thunder Tablet now tries to send word after the realm’s collapse, it’s too late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk thought inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each rotation of the great Seven Treasures Divine Wheel behind his head blurred his form further; finally, half of him became hazy, flickering in and out of the boundless void, each step spanning countless realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder, after so many eons, has anyone in Baoya Temple attained Buddhahood? Though my master has entered Nirvana, if even one Buddha could rise to uphold the sect—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the old monk drifted in reverie, a low laugh sounded beside his ear—as if someone stood right behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart tightened; his hairs stood on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could summon his spiritual power, the low laugh came again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate is kind—today I’ve stumbled upon a great fortune, monk. Your old master is dead. Why not join me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I too am a great awakened one of the Buddha path. To take me as your master will not dishonor your status as a Chan treasure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it the Demon Buddha of Dasui Temple or the one from Luodi Temple?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk’s scalp prickled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the laugh faded, he felt a tremendous force pull from behind, dragging his body backward, inch by inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He refused to surrender; he spun his Divine Wheel with all his strength to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the gap in power was too great. After a while, as the monk could no longer hold on, he suddenly sensed a familiar spiritual aura approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of insight struck him—he opened his eyes wide and cried out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a distant Chan chant echoed through the air; the monk felt as if clouds lifted him gently skyward, the binding force suddenly lightening—he seized the chance, pouring every ounce of strength into his body, and broke free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Heavenly Venerable is stingy—even this small boon won’t you grant me? Then I won’t trouble you further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hidden attacker, unsurprised, merely smiled and vanished in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Namo Amitabha Buddha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Buddha name rang out, the shaken monk felt a brilliant light flood his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he blinked again, an immeasurable, majestic ancient Buddha appeared within a vast cloud of radiant light—its brilliance stretched over a million li, vast and boundless, illuminating the ten directions of the great worlds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the pure, unblemished light, the wisdom sun that shattered all darkness, quelled calamitous winds and fires, and shone universally across the world!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the great cloud of light, bodhisattvas, wrathful kings, protectors of the Dharma, celestial dragons, yakshas, and garudas surrounded the great Buddha, their forms noble and solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, the old monk recognized two familiar faces from Baoya Temple—but before he could suppress his shock, his gaze fell upon a six-foot-tall, browless man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his eyes met the browless man’s, the monk felt as if a hammer had struck his skull—he cried out involuntarily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huaiyuan, how—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to ask about Baoya Temple’s current state, and how Huaiyuan and the others had come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could speak, Huaiyuan shook his head slightly, abruptly cutting off his question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk saw this and already had his answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these years have passed; Baoya Temple is likely but a name in name, its substance long gone— even Huaiyuan now serves beside Cixian Guangfo; this is the clearest proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed inwardly, yet ultimately chose to transform himself into a stone lamp, drifting upward toward the boundless, endless great luminous cloud above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We parted hastily back then, and now we meet again under such circumstances—though I had faintly foreseen it, still…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cixian Guangfo activated his heavenly eye, gazed toward the Buddha-land, shook his head, sighed, and silently recited a sutra incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The myriad beings within the great luminous cloud echoed his sigh, some clasping their palms, others bowing their heads; the monks of Baoya Temple especially bore expressions of genuine sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Cixian Guangfo’s gaze paused briefly on Chen Hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could speak, Huaiyuan, who had been standing respectfully nearby, suddenly knelt prostrate and bowed deeply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our temple’s Buddha Master met an untimely end at the hands of Yuchen Donggaozi. When this news spread, we felt like infants orphaned by their parents, trembling and desolate. I dare to speak boldly—please, Cixian Guangfo, out of past ties, stand up for us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the old monk’s heart tightened; he seemed ready to dissuade, yet saw all the monks of Baoya Temple rising in unison to echo Huaiyuan’s plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words he had meant to speak stuck helplessly in his throat, neither rising nor falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, not only did the myriad beings within the great luminous cloud hold their breath, awaiting Cixian Guangfo’s final response,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but even great cultivators like the Nine-Headed Lion and the Red-Robed Daoist simultaneously turned their gazes toward this spot, watching to see how Cixian Guangfo would respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to his former post in the Thunder Department and his own temperament, Donggaozi had already incurred the enmity of many foes in ancient times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that his secret path of Fortune and Virtue has been exposed, those who cultivate the Fortune and Virtue Dao are surely wary of him, unwilling to face another rival who might one day compete with them for the Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the current situation is like a bundle of reeds piled into a mountain—only needing a spark to ignite fully!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can this old Buddha truly stand up for Jingcang Bianji Buddha?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the white sun, one saw Cixian Guangfo lost in silent thought within the great luminous cloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Ranluo Gongshou Tian, Shouzun Moshen asked the bearded Daoist:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the old Buddha were truly the kind to take a stand, he would have died long ago in the Supreme True Palace of Wuliangguang Tian—how could he have lost the people’s trust?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be frank, I think today’s spectacle is all thunder without rain. What does it matter if Donggaozi lives? What does it matter if he changed his Dao? Can these people really storm Xiao Ming Daze and force Donggaozi to come out and face death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do they truly believe the Yuchen Immortals are mere ornaments, and the alliances signed by the Eight Sects and Six Clans are jokes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearded Daoist looked at Cixian Guangfo, a faint sneer on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He explained to Shouzun Moshen beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This grand display is merely opportunistic—aimed at creating momentum to pressure Yuchen into yielding some benefits. As for how much they’ll yield, I suspect there’s still room for negotiation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouzun Moshen pondered this, and the bearded Daoist continued, his tone now strangely tinged:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And Yuchen’s power is immense—just look at their younger disciples. A mere Golden Core cultivator has already perfected the Taiyi Thunder?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such jade trees and orchid groves, why must they grow in another’s courtyard? My disciples, by comparison, are nothing but rotten, uncarvable wood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouzun Moshen followed the bearded Daoist’s gaze and saw it fixed on Chen Hang, as if regretting that this one was not his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and joked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Heavenly Lord said earlier that we merely wish to create momentum to pressure Yuchen into yielding benefits. If so, we needn’t ask Yuchen to give anything up—on the contrary, we might even offer something back to Yuchen…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouzun Moshen pointed at Chen Hang:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if we offer this one in exchange for his joining Ranluo Gongshou Tian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Shouzun Moshen’s jest, the bearded Daoist laughed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tease. Though I also walk the Fortune and Virtue Dao, I have no wish to provoke Donggaozi too deeply—how can you speak of forcing Yuchen to yield? And such a disciple—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words cut off abruptly as his face suddenly changed color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouzun Moshen at first did not understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he turned his gaze to the white sun, he quickly grasped it—his expression trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning surged, storms raged, a vast radiance erupted from nowhere, illuminating all realms!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the mortal world seemed split open by a colossal fissure; an ancient, simple stone axe emerged with a thunderous roar, its unimaginable power surging to its peak in an instant—even across boundless void, the white sun before Shouzun Moshen flickered wildly, as if crushed into breathless stillness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianxing Fu… Long unseen, you’re still as fierce as ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Zhengxu Tian, someone sighed in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianxing Fu? When was this relic repaired?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Zhenwu Mountain, a blood-red banner unfurled, propping up heaven and earth, then shattered through the clouds in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, across various realms, several powerful qi signatures surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Donggaozi’s news had merely drawn attention,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then the appearance of this stone axe drew every eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianxing Fu?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jisheng Palace of Wuxiang Tian, the twelve Red-Robed Daoists instantly changed expression the moment the axe appeared; without hesitation, they slapped their palms together, causing the jade palace to soar skyward and vanish deep within Jisheng Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Red-Robed Daoists moved, the stone axe emitted a thunderous roar shaking all worlds and slashed forward violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cixian Guangfo said nothing, only rose into the air, raised his palm, and met the axe head-on five times before returning to the great luminous cloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly a formidable weapon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cixian Guangfo murmured a Buddha’s name, then without pausing, spun the great luminous cloud beneath him and returned to Wuliangguang Tian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, the Nine-Headed Lion’s body in that wild heavens was nearly severed in half by the sudden appearance of the stone axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forced to mimic the tactic of severing the tail to survive, the Nine-Headed Lion barely escaped beyond the realm, avoiding even greater humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After severely wounding the Nine-Headed Lion, the thunder-axe did not vanish—it slowly circled, its intimidating presence unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after a half-incense stick had passed did it slowly sink back into the dark void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the thunder-axe vanished completely, many quietly exhaled, gradually withdrawing their gazes and retracting their qi signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A potential conflict sparked by Donggaozi quietly dissolved into nothingness, leaving no ripple behind…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So fierce! What a treasure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Douru Tian, the empty Daoist, who had just risen, slowly sat back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released his hand seals, his gaze falling far away upon Chen Hang, and sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve joined quite a worthy sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>",2978,"2026-06-19T22:30:06.574Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","76fb8a4ee7b4eae39ad325238e7d0c1589c87467db55c9892675159c4b008b39","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-491","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-489",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]