[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-534":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},2271684,4436,"Chapter 534: Yangzhao Xu Shen","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-534",534,"\u003Cp>The phantom of Yin Wujì in the sky was insubstantial and shifting, its features blurred as if hastily molded from smoke, yet a massive, mountain-like aura rolled down relentlessly, filling the woods and hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang glanced at the lantern on its shoulder and understood at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wenhuan Sect’s divine art—Yangzhao Xu Shen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no ordinary phantom technique; it counted as a secret great art, even difficult for Wenhuan Sect disciples to master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the phantom lacked the ability to deceive or mislead foes, unlike the Nine Palaces Mystery Seal Chen Hang had once studied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Yangzhao Xu Shen manifested, a mysterious lantern always hung from its shoulder—impossible to conceal, instantly revealing its true nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the phantom possessed half the power of the original body, and that alone surpassed countless phantom techniques in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, within three hundred li, the phantom could freely swap positions with its original body—this mystery made it even more formidable, often yielding unexpected advantages in the hands of experts in combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Yin Wujì’s gaze lingered on Chen Hang for a moment, thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dan Yuan Assembly had reached this point; for someone like him, who sought the Xu Du Great Elixir with absolute determination, no matter who stood in his way, he would now settle matters by force—he would never surrender such a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention Yin Wujì had long desired to test himself against Chen Hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had awaited this battle for a long time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s rather amusing—back at Ganliu Herb Garden, I already sensed that even if I refused Master Yuan’s proposal, I would eventually face you outright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected I’d have to wait until now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujì laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, though this is merely a Yangzhao Xu Shen, insufficient for us to fully unleash our strengths, let me first test your abilities!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Wujì’s form vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang felt a gust of wind strike from behind—a chilling, icy force pierced the air, racing straight for his neck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang stood firm, the Xuan Yu Wanshu Robe flaring a ring of refined light to block it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, he flicked his finger; a thousand drops of Yin Shi Hong Shui leapt forth, merging at once into a single stream that forced Yin Wujì to reveal himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet just as the red water neared his body, Yin Wujì calmly seized a handful of black mist and shattered the red water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Chen Hang chanted his spell, the shattered red water did not fade—it glowed brighter still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thousand drops emitted a unified tremulous cry, like snapped strings, as if a thousand arrows fired in unison, faster than lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red water coalesced and scattered at will, splitting and merging like sudden swordlight, utterly unpredictable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mastering the Yinming Zhen Shui, Chen Hang had subtly elevated his command over the Three Sons Water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All transformations came as easily as breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The splitting, merging, gathering, and dispersing of the red water now obeyed his will like limbs obeying the mind—though a divine art, it surpassed the flying swords of most Golden Core sword cultivators in refinement; his assault now resembled a thousand swords unleashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Yin Wujì could withstand this—if any other True Person from a major sect had faced him, they would have soon revealed a flaw, allowing Chen Hang to strike and crush them with a single thunderbolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems this youth held back more than a little when dueling Shen Xingcui.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing this, Master Lu Jie, the presiding elder of Zhongyi, swept his gaze across the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head silently, sighing inwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such mastery—perhaps he will one day glimpse the true essence of the Sword Dao, worthy of receiving an invitation from Fuchu Mountain. A true talent, pity he is not our sect’s disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Had I known this day would come, I shouldn’t have meddled in the Lower Spring back then—if I’d returned to the sect then, with my eye for talent and my petition to Master Minqiu, how could Yu Yuchen have claimed this Dao seed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lu Jie’s thoughts churned, Chen Hang and Yin Wujì’s battle intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrent of red water rained down, shattering solid rock and severing rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Yin Wujì erased it several times, each time Chen Hang willed it, the red water regenerated endlessly, as if inexhaustible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid thunderous rumbles, five-colored giant hands clashed with black-gold divine spears, their brilliance blinding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After battling for a time, as the black-gold divine spear was momentarily blocked by the Dunjie Suo, and Yin Wujì shattered the Five Elders Heavenly Official Palm Seal—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One drop of red water suddenly exploded, and the Moonwheel Mirror leapt out, freezing the surrounding space and sealing Yin Wujì’s protective robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thousand drops of red water followed instantly, piercing through Yin Wujì’s body, shredding his form in an instant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he released the red water, Chen Hang had secretly concealed the Moonwheel Mirror within it, masking its aura with the Scatter-Image Concealment Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the battle, he had concealed it perfectly, revealing no trace of anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strike came with such suddenness, it was nearly impossible to guard against.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet what fell from the sky was not severed limbs, but only a wisp of gray smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang was unsurprised; the red water surged upward without pause—but midway, as if struck by some invisible force, it collapsed into scattered essence, losing all form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Yin Wujì reappeared on a mountain slope, without delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed, and behind him, light and wrath surged—bright as molten amber and Liuli , cascading heavily, vivid and striking to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this light-wrath was no benign force; where it touched trees and grass, they trembled violently, their vitality stripped away, turning gray and lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Wenhuan Sect’s “Tun Ling Fan Zhen Fa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This divine art was not only deadly in attack, but the spiritual energy it tainted became a strange poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any cultivator other than a Wenhuan Sect disciple who accidentally absorbed this corrupted spiritual energy, lacking powerful protective measures, would within a month see their primordial spirit corrupted, flesh and bone liquefying into pus and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Tun Ling Fan Zhen Fa” derived from the Wenhuan Sect’s supreme divine art: “Dang Jie Jue Zhang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter was even more powerful—its name spoke true: it could indeed annihilate an entire realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could also secretly subdue cultivators who had absorbed the corrupted energy, subtly clouding their minds until they became mindless, obedient poison puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During expeditions beyond the cosmos, Wenhuan Sect elders often began with “Dang Jie Jue Zhang,” first destroying enemy spiritual veins and energies, cutting off their chances of recovery, then slowly refining them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Yin Wujì used “Tun Ling Fan Zhen Fa” because, as a Yangzhao Xu Shen, he possessed only half his original body’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after deploying all his techniques, this phantom had still been overpowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he wished to test Chen Hang’s full strength, he lacked the capacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To continue the battle, he must first seize the terrain and then seek his opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the light-wrath surge like a tide, Chen Hang glanced at the black-gold divine spear in the clouds, stood firm, and raised the Xuan Yu Wanshu Robe to endure the blow without retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as the spear descended, he raised his palm and unleashed the Wu Qi Qian Kun Ring to intercept it mid-flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-gold divine spear was forged from unknown material, capable of temporarily binding heaven and earth—its mystery profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though one could break its restraint by continuously increasing power, it would take no more than a few breaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in a clash between Chen Hang and Yin Wujì, even the tiniest lapse became an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would exploit it, amplify it, press forward relentlessly, until they seized total dominance and left the opponent no chance to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, from the moment the black-gold divine spear was summoned, Chen Hang had never allowed it to close in—always blocking it with five-colored hands or entangling it with the Dunjie Suo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chen Hang’s steady response and the spear’s distance from him, Yin Wujì could not lock him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujì nodded slightly, showing no disappointment; he formed a spell and vanished from his spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, the spot where he had stood was crushed by a giant hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under overwhelming force, the entire mountaintop shattered, the ridge deeply indented, dust rolling in clouds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing his phantom’s limited power, Yin Wujì avoided direct clashes unless absolutely necessary, instead employing hit-and-run tactics to prolong the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after a short while, he saw Chen Hang preparing to escape the area tainted by the light-wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For while “Tun Ling Fan Zhen Fa” could corrupt spiritual energy, it had a limit—it could not expand endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Chen Hang broke free, the terrain advantage would vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujì’s mind raced through several thoughts; finally, he nodded, sacrificing half his phantom body, channeling divine arts repeatedly, then reversed his palm and flung out a battle flag, trapping Chen Hang within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, a hundred flags fluttered in the wind; soon, as clouds churned, they gradually merged into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet its aura grew even more majestic, radiant light and divine energy piercing the clouds, illuminating the azure heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This flag was a top-grade magic treasure, named “Zhi Yong Huan Xu Qi,” its surface sealing multiple arrays; once an enemy was drawn in, they faced layered assaults and could not escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden wind Chen Hang had seen earlier was the “Jin Guang Die You Da Zhen” sealed within—the array specialized in eroding swordlight and even obscuring the true nature of flying swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujì had specifically prepared this for Zhou Fu Jia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Hang arrived before Zhou Fu Jia, and during combat, he rarely summoned his flying sword; Yin Wujì had thus retracted the “Zhi Yong Huan Xu Qi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, at the cost of half his phantom body, he finally unleashed it, trapping Chen Hang inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing this, Yin Wujì pulled a pill from his sleeve and crushed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the pill’s powder scattered, ink-like smoke rolled in, slowly mending his half-destroyed phantom body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had trapped Chen Hang within the flag and tainted the surrounding spiritual energy, forcing Chen Hang to seal his inner and outer senses even during combat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujì’s face showed no sign of triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such tactics might severely trouble Wang Xiu or Ling Shou Ming, but he did not believe for a moment they could capture Chen Hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gazing intently for a moment, he shook his head and unleashed all his magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a brilliant emerald light shot from his crown, like a drawn heavenly blade, shaking the clouds and soaring into the distant sky!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Yin Wujì could fully unleash this technique, a sudden thunderous boom echoed through the air, dimming the flag’s radiance as if struck by a massive weight, nearly causing it to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boom did not cease—it struck three more times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, from the surging smoke, a five-colored giant hand burst through the flag, roaring like thunder, reaching straight for Yin Wujì with the force to shake mountains!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand first split the brilliant light Yin Wujì had slashed forth, then continued downward, striking the phantom body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as Yin Wujì hastily summoned his defensive treasure, his newly mended phantom body shattered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke scattered, growing even more indistinct, nearly obliterated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well done!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struck by this blow, Yin Wujì did not rage—he laughed, sincerely praising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he sent a thought to his original body, making his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could act further, his phantom sensed something, furrowed its brow, and gazed toward the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang did not press his advantage to obliterate Yin Wujì’s phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He too gazed at the boundless sky, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a piercing sword hum rose high, slicing through the ears like blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of heaven, golden light stirred faintly, as if the great sun were about to rise, ready to blaze down upon the mortal world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the entire sky was filled with sharp qi, overflowing and fierce, as a crushing, mountain-collapsing killing intent surged toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this one deems my Yangzhao phantom unworthy of attack, finding it too dull to be satisfying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the rejection in the sword intent, Yin Wujie was not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and spoke to Chen Hang:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, since this one has intervened, our duel must be postponed for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging a formal bow with Chen Hang, Yin Wujie did not linger; he pressed his hand to his chest, dissolving the Yangzhao phantom into smoke that scattered beneath the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few breaths later, the sword hum faded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a figure appeared several miles away—Zhou Fu had descended his cloud and landed here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tunling Zhenzhen Fa? It seems Yin Wujie has taken this seriously indeed, even deploying such a divine art.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief sensing, Zhou Fu also shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Chen Hang and said gravely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In this map, Yin Wujie’s avatar is occupied, Lu Rong is nowhere to be found, and Yu Huangchang has likely activated that divine art—I cannot locate him for now. As for the rest, none are worth my drawing that sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen True Person, would you be willing to instruct me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang met Zhou Fu’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the man’s eyes gleam like lightning, his sword aura sharp and piercing, Chen Hang too felt his own fighting spirit stir, a brilliant light flashing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As True Person Zhou wishes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang swept his sleeve and smiled carefreely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mountains collapsed, dust rolled in torrents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin fire blazed across ground and sky, surging like tidal waves, merging into one, plunging heaven and earth into darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fighting with a phantom body is so restrained—many divine arts are hard to wield, impossible to fully unleash. And Zhou Fu...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yin Wujie suddenly shook his head and muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, palm flat against the air; a flash of bright light repelled the flying-cone artifact that had suddenly struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do the two of you still have any hidden cards? Why not reveal them all at once?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Wujie’s sleeves fluttered as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>",2386,"2026-06-19T22:30:06.574Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9481cf5398e9bca1542920c2483171e3b62be62f5e3d8c13b847d0a6ce2a1b73","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-535","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-533",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]