[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-82":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},2271232,4436,"Chapter 82: Xuan Jie Receives Mandate, All Paths Transmit Orthodoxy","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>Where his gaze extended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, a large, charred-yellow banana leaf hung suspended at the deepest reaches of the clouds, and upon it stood two figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a middle-aged man, around forty, with a round, plump, benevolent face, a stout frame, and a pair of short mustaches; a faint, shimmering clear qi swirled above his crown, unmistakably that of an immortal cultivator—the banana leaf was his talisman artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chen Hang look over, the middle-aged man’s eyes subtly contracted, then he silently stepped behind his companion, shielding him with his own body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was none other than the man who had spoken earlier, introducing himself as Yuan Yang the Sage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a strikingly noble young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a crimson cultivation robe, he wore no crown; his jet-black hair flowed freely down his back, his thick ink-black eyebrows arched sharply, his eyes like bright stars, profoundly deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to his naturally tall, slender frame and handsome features, his gaze flickered with flashes of cold lightning, radiating an awe-inspiring aura—as if a towering peak loomed down, overwhelming and suffocating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gu Jie Tian’s Gangsha Martial Path?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing Chen Hang’s words, Yuan Yang the Sage’s arrogant, carefree expression slightly reined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised an eyebrow, sizing Chen Hang up and down several times, then let out a heavy sigh and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You Daoist truly have some insight—good! Very good! Unlike those immortal cultivators I’ve met before, all of them utterly foolish! They actually thought I studied the mundane martial arts of Xu Du Tian? Their words dripped with disdain, arrogance, and conceit—it made me furious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had I not been naturally gentle and kind, I’d have stripped them bare down to their undergarments, and how could I have let them leave with even three-tenths of the spoils?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave Chen Hang a thumbs-up, grinned widely, and chuckled with bared teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you’ve got such good insight, when I win, you may take your share yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You say all the immortal cultivators you met before were utterly foolish? That’s clearly calling me foolish too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the same banana leaf, the middle-aged man hiding behind Yuan Yang the Sage was displeased:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boy, watch your tongue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Hu, you’re not exactly brilliant yourself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang the Sage rolled his eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you recognize I practice Gu Jie Tian’s Gangsha Martial Path?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When we first met, you first claimed I studied Western Heavenly Human Martial Arts; when I shook my head, you guessed Divine-Demon Martial Arts, Three Treasures Martial Arts, Shakyamuni Martial Arts… you guessed five or six times, none of them correct—I’m on the Gangsha path!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s lucky you’ve finally learned some sense and stopped pretending to be a master—otherwise, with your insight—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang the Sage shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’d struggle even to beg for a hot meal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man’s face darkened; the flesh on his plump cheeks twitched, and he longed to retract the banana leaf and just hurl Yuan Yang the Sage to his death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gu Jie Tian’s Gangsha Martial Path is also a legitimate, orthodox transmission of the Xuan Jie Mandate—I’ve heard of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang watched the two men’s movements coldly and spoke calmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I have no grudge or enmity with you, and this is our first meeting—why must you insist on testing your skill against mine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To meet through martial arts is one of Yuan’s greatest joys—why do you retreat, Daoist?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang the Sage said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wield a mid-grade talisman artifact while still in the Qi Condensation realm—I see you’re no ordinary person. Don’t you want to test it firsthand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the difference between Gangsha Martial Path and your orthodox immortal path?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the vast universe, countless heavens and paths, innumerable as dust grains—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jie Tian’s Gangsha Martial Path is one among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This path differs from immortal cultivation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, one must nourish the blood, strengthen the qi, refine the sinews, replace the bones, and transform the marrow; then gather earthly sha and condense heavenly gang, cultivate intent and forge the primordial core, forge with water and fire, and finally carve open the Divine Wheel Great Treasury to subdue the Heart of Creation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The supreme masters of this martial path are revered as “Venerables,” their blood qi boiling without limit—any single wisp released can easily burn stars and moons, evaporate seas and marshes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their abilities are so inconceivable they can shift the great cosmic mill of chaos, cleave earth and open heaven, and reshape the celestial wheel!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If compared to other Xuan Jie paths,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>such Venerables of this martial path—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>are equivalent to Dao Lords in the immortal path, Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist sect, Great Saints among the demons, Supreme Beings among humans, Divine Lords in the divine path, and Heavenly Kings among the Heavenly Human heretics!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This martial cultivator named Yuan Yang the Sage cannot yet shed his physical form or escape the pull of terrestrial magnetism to fly through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, he has not yet gathered earthly sha into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his blood qi surges like a torrent; every bone beneath his skin glows brilliantly white, and as his breath rises, faint roars of tiger and dragon echo—though standing motionless in heaven and earth, he makes the surrounding clouds tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a diamond mountain, he radiates a majestic, overwhelming aura—overwhelming and suffocating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This martial realm, even if not yet marrow replacement, is surely bone replacement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang’s gaze flickered slightly, and a serious expression appeared on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gangsha Martial Path—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of path, utterly distinct from the immortal path, was revealed to him by Wei Lingjiang; otherwise, he would never have uncovered Yuan Yang the Sage’s true nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jie Tian and Xu Du Tian are separated by countless cosmic voids, another entirely different heavenly realm… Such foreign paths, in the Dao texts he had read, were barely mentioned—perhaps only their names appeared; to understand their details, one must consult the most ancient historical records.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang, out of curiosity, had once asked Wei Lingjiang about it, and thus gained some knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gangsha Martial Path of Gu Jie Tian differs from other martial branches capable of reaching the ultimate realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is not only vastly different from Heavenly Human Martial Arts, but also profoundly distinct from Divine-Demon Martial Arts, Primordial Martial Arts, Three Treasures Martial Arts, and Shakyamuni Martial Arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crucial point of Gangsha Martial Path lies in these two characters: “Gang” and “Sha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First gather earthly sha, then condense heavenly gang—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when earthly sha is absorbed into the body and fused with one’s own blood qi, transformed into sha qi, can this path’s cultivator escape the pull of terrestrial magnetism, using sha qi as a catalyst to unleash martial techniques and divine powers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previous stages—nourishing blood, strengthening qi, refining sinews, replacing bones—though they toughen the body and hone blood qi, granting immense strength and unbreakable physicality,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>still form a vast dividing cliff—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This man’s body is heavy, still reliant on an immortal talisman artifact to fly through the air—clearly his blood qi has not yet transformed into sha qi; he’s not worth fearing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang narrowed his eyes, summoned the Thunderfire Lightning Pearl, and secretly gripped it in his sleeve; then he turned to the male cultivator of the Blood Lotus Sect, pondering briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Yuan Yang the Sage had another immortal cultivator as a companion—his aura indicated Qi Condensation eighth layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a fight broke out, he’d likely face a two-on-one assault, and he’d have to watch out for the Blood Lotus Sect cultivator to strike when he was vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it would be one against three…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this tense, stagnant atmosphere, Yuan Yang the Sage and Chen Hang’s auras locked onto each other, waiting for the slightest opening to unleash a thunderous strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the White Crane Cave disciple, who had lost an arm, showed signs of struggle; after hesitating for several breaths, he gritted his teeth and sharply slapped his white crane, moving toward Chen Hang’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re fighting all three alone—it won’t be easy. Though I’ve lost an arm, I can still assist by distracting them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the White Crane Cave disciple moved, every gaze in the scene fixed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shuddered, wiped sweat from his forehead, and whispered secretly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Zhou Tong of White Crane Cave. Brother, if you truly can’t hold out, let’s flee together—it’s not shameful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To detach from Huaiwu Cave, one must deliberately focus one’s spirit to commune with the artifact’s spirit—a process taking at least a dozen breaths, or even half a cup of tea’s time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Tong had just been chased like a stray dog; a moment’s delay would have split him in two—he had no time to spare his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long wanted to flee, but felt such an act would disgrace him, contradicting his usual conduct; after several hesitations, he reluctantly stood beside Chen Hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, please leave quickly—I’ll buy you some time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Zhou Tong’s advice, Chen Hang merely shook his head and gave a light laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator, seeing this, suddenly let out a cold laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his blood aura, grinned, and approached Yuan Yang the Sage, bowing his hand—but before he could speak, Yuan Yang the Sage impatiently cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What filth from the lowest rung dares speak to me? I despise demons like you most—I’d have been sacrificed by your demonic sect long ago if not for my elder brother’s rescue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back and said: “Old Hu, deal with this bastard—don’t let him escape!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s it to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give you two-tenths of the essence!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When have I ever lied?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man behind Yuan Yang the Sage instantly beamed; he spat once, and another cloud of mist emerged, tremblingly lifting Yuan Yang the Sage’s form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, he formed a hand seal—the charred-yellow banana leaf beneath his feet grew rapidly, swelling into a field of yellow clouds, crashing down toward the Blood Lotus Sect cultivator!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Lotus Sect cultivator’s expression changed drastically; he had no time to speak, hastily pulled a black iron plate from his sleeve and hurled it—immediately dozens of ferocious, malevolent smoke tendrils surged forth, emitting agonized cries of tortured spirits!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You actually want to fight me alone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Chen Hang’s face showed a trace of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“White Crane Cave brother, step back—I can handle this alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said to Zhou Tong beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the cloud carrying Yuan Yang the Sage continued descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, just twenty to thirty zhang above the ground, Yuan Yang surged downward with a mighty leap—BOOM!—crashing into the earth and sending up a cloud of dust and sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In but half an instant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within that dust, a figure shot forward like a bolt, five fingers splayed, each step spanning several zhang, his blood qi naturally radiating outward as if he were hauling the Heavenly Gang .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet before Yuan Yang could close in, a flying sword pierced through like a cold star—its speed unimaginably swift, slicing through his outward blood qi in an instant, driving straight for his brow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Puch!* At this hair’s-breadth moment, Yuan Yang twisted his spine like a serpent, bending into a grotesque arc, barely evading the strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unleashed a martial art—his palms and fingers glowed golden, as if carved from refined metal, flawless and seamless, faintly echoing countless war cries through the void!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air exploded with thunderous reverberations!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang spread his hands wide, like a long dragon extending its claws, aiming to seize the Qinglü Sword the instant it missed its target and pin it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But upon contact, the Qinglü Sword flared with light, violently shattering Yuan Yang’s grip like tearing silk, leaving countless fine cuts across his palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not retracted swiftly, he might have lost several fingers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This technique, which had never failed him before, had now fallen short. Yuan Yang let out a soft murmur, his blood qi surging briefly over his palms, healing the wounds as if they had never been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike when he had slain the Gu-Diao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Yuan Yang, the martial cultivator, Chen Hang held no intention of refining his sword techniques—he unleashed his full power, pushing the Qinglü Sword to its absolute limit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even the ‘Wuqu San Shou’ my elder brother taught me? You shattered it with one sword? You Daoist are truly no ordinary man!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang froze for a moment, then burst into delighted laughter:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They say your orthodox Immortal Dao is the noblest of all ten thousand paths—but the ones I’ve met before were all trash. You’re perfect! Perfect! Fighting you makes this journey worth it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang said nothing in reply, merely pressing his hand downward—once more, the flying sword pierced through clouds and sky, carrying a chilling killing intent, slashing straight toward Yuan Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang threw back his head and roared with wild laughter, stomping forward like an enraged dragon, his bones cracking like popping beans. His right fist shot out, smashing directly into the oncoming flying sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air within a dozen zhang rippled like water!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after the Qinglü Sword sliced through half of Yuan Yang’s arm, it could advance no further—its tip lodged fast in his dragon-and-elephant bones, trembling with a high-pitched whine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang’s left hand snapped open, seizing a beast-faced great-ring knife. He swung it down with all his might toward the trapped Qinglü Sword—yet after the piercing clang of metal on metal, his pupils shrank slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under that blow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did the Qinglü Sword remain unscathed, but his own great knife now bore several notches…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if martial cultivators can regrow severed limbs, how much blood qi do you have left to heal with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang pinched his fingers together—the Qinglü Sword retreated slightly, then shuddered once, shredding the severed half of Yuan Yang’s arm into a mist of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it leapt forward again, its cold light biting at the skin, striking for Yuan Yang’s eyes and other vital points!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—my blood qi may be scarce, but it’s enough to defeat you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang shifted his martial art, regrowing his severed arm. He raised the beast-faced great-ring knife before his chest, wielding a supremely refined blade technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, blades filled every direction—time and again, the Qinglü Sword dove down, only to be firmly blocked, his defense impenetrable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither held back. After several incense sticks of fierce combat, Chen Hang showed no sign of strain—but Yuan Yang could no longer suppress his frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He growled, hurling his half-broken beast-faced great-ring knife into the air to force the Qinglü Sword back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the opening, he channeled his blood qi through key acupoints in his chest and abdomen, healing all his wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This won’t do—I must bring out my true strength. If I keep this up, I’ll lose… I’ve broken my weapon, torn my clothes, and look like a beggar! That Daoist just flutters his sleeves, spotless as ever—it’s enough to make your teeth ache!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang’s mind raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglü Sword shot toward him again. He made his decision—and remained calm. From his chest blazed a fierce crimson light, pinning the flying sword midair, immobilizing it utterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Yuan Yang could act further, Chen Hang seized the fleeting moment and flicked his wrist—releasing the Thunderfire Thunderbolt Pearl he had long held in his sleeve!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening crash erupted like a mountain collapsing, a jade pillar toppling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struck by the Pearl, Yuan Yang lost control of his martial art that held the sword. His body flew backward like a severed kite, smashing through a small hill, several ribs broken, spewing blood into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang’s heart sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Midair, he twisted his body violently, slamming a fist downward, striking the Thunderfire Thunderbolt Pearl so hard it shrieked and flew back over a dozen zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could stabilize, the now-unbound Qinglü Sword let out a clear chime, streaking across the sky like a falling meteor—and pierced clean through his chest, leaving a gaping, translucent wound!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang’s face turned ashen. His qi surged chaotically. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, nearly collapsing to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a middle-aged man fighting a male cultivator of the Blood Lotus Sect nearby trembled in his palm, his face filled with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That flying sword is already at the peak of a mid-grade talisman artifact! He’s merely a Qi Condensation cultivator—how can he wield another mid-grade talisman artifact? Is his embryonic breath truly limitless?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as Yuan Yang spat blood in disgrace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang formed another hand seal—this time, the flying sword plunged straight down like a streaking rainbow, aiming to sever Yuan Yang’s head and pin him to the ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...So this is truly the noblest of all ten thousand paths. I underestimated you, orthodox Daoist. I nearly lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang murmured, slowly rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored his wounds and the sword hurtling toward his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, whispered softly, and gently swept his hand across his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No good! You’ve got trouble!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, inside the Qiankun bag, Ancestor Fu Can—who had been enjoying the spectacle—suddenly leapt to his feet, shouting in a mental voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavenly Eye! It’s the Heavenly Eye! The boy has opened the Martial Heavenly Eye?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZZZZZZ!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword hovered mere finger-widths from Yuan Yang’s skull—yet could not advance an inch, frozen midair by an immense, invisible force, as if encased in amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the blade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yang slowly opened his eyes, gazing at Chen Hang with solemn gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils were now pure white—utterly flawless, like an ancient Martial Sage who had awoken after ten thousand eons, gazing down upon the mortal world beneath the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang’s spirit sank. He drew in his breath, bracing himself with utmost caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few moments of scrutiny, Yuan Yang’s expression suddenly stiffened. His eyes darted in disbelief, and he involuntarily stepped back several paces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—your blood qi—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>",3000,"2026-06-19T22:29:59.276Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0549b10eba9ae3dad5e1118e38c962c8af9492236fdb97a44e29b9320238b29c","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-83","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-81",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]