Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1253 Space vs. Time
Deng Chanyu's movements seemed slow but were actually fast. She did not encounter any obstacles. With two fingers, she lightly picked up an ancient bronze mirror from Randeng's arms.

"Huh? Could this be the Kunlun Mirror of the Queen Mother of the West? So this is how you got here, fellow Daoist." She suddenly realized and finally found the culprit that had troubled her for over a hundred years.

But a new question arises: why did Ran Deng take me across time? What is his conspiracy?
Deng Chanyu suspected that Ran Deng wouldn't tell her, so she used her telepathic ability to hear Kunlun Mirror's thoughts. Unexpectedly, she discovered that this top-grade innate spiritual treasure was incredibly slow to react! Even after introducing herself, the magic weapon was still asking, "Who are you?"

Is it that the spiritual power of the magic weapon itself is too low, or is it affected by the power of time?
She seemed to see a little trace of Pangu in the mirror, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Give the mirror back to me!" Ran Deng waved his sleeves and stretched out his hand, trying to snatch back the Kunlun Mirror. His quasi-saint strength had reached the extreme. With just one move, the space where the two of them were located was shattered.

Deng Chanyu was a little surprised. Randeng's strength was improving very quickly. Could it be that he was going to kill two corpses?

As soon as she thought about it, the arm that Ran Deng stretched out was cut off by the sharp blade in space that suddenly appeared. The knife cuts tofu, and both sides are smooth. The cross-section is extremely smooth, without any trace of blood, as if it was originally a disabled hand.

Ran Deng's reaction speed was also fast enough. After his broken arm escaped the range of the spatial blade, he shook it lightly, and a complete arm grew out again.

The power of time? This old fellow actually possessed the power of time? In just a few breaths, Ran Deng's strength had already surprised her twice. These veteran Quasi-Saints really couldn't be underestimated.

He was considered weak before, but that was because he had no chance. With the blessing of great chance, his strength really won’t be too weak.

Her fingers spun clockwise in mid-air.

Endless sharp blades in space appeared silently and cut Ran Deng into pieces from all directions. It was as if all the magic weapons, magic formulas, and magical powers on the opponent's body did not exist.

But the next moment, Randeng appeared intact again, and a rare aura of decay and chaos emerged from the palm of his hand.

Deng Chanyu glanced at him, and Ran Deng's hidden killer move went straight forward, but two strange space portals appeared out of thin air, one in front and one behind. His palm passed through the portal in front of him, and then stretched out from the portal behind him. This blow hit his back solidly.

The dark blue Taoist robe instantly became extremely tattered, the skin was dry and bloodless, like dead flesh, and when the wind blew, the broken flesh turned into black ash.

Ran Deng used time conversion twice in a row, but he could not be immune to the killing move given to him by the Corrupted Demon. He gritted his teeth and took a step back. When he appeared again, his face was pale and his hair was disheveled, but the injuries on his back had been washed away by the power of time.

He had just taken the initiative to experience a thirty-year cycle. During these thirty years, Ran Deng had been thinking about how to deal with Deng Chanyu. He also tried to find Deng Chanyu's trace in the thirty-year cycle, and then continued to use the old methods of sneak attacks and assassinations.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Deng Chanyu had always been with Jie Yin and Zhunti. It was just one time loop, and in his haste, he couldn't find this person at all.

Having just emerged from the time loop, he had prepared himself "early" and activated a large formation. The air was filled with murderous aura and dark clouds. A total of 36,500 evil spirits were howling in the formation, and 108 ghost kings raised the soul-guiding banners in their hands. This was the evil ghost formation he had comprehended from the Pangu coffin, and it had never appeared in the prehistoric times.

Deng Chanyu's eyes blurred and she fell into the formation. The howling of the evil spirit made her dazed for a moment, and the Kunlun Mirror slipped out of her hand.

"What a skill." She chuckled twice, and with a casual shake of her shoulders, she broke away from the formation and snatched back the Kunlun Mirror before Ran Deng could make a move.

At this time, the Kunlun Mirror was still asking "Who are you?"

"Fellow Daoist, you have arranged this formation well, but there should be few formations in the prehistoric world that can trap me." She clenched her right hand into a fist, and seven layers of space were shattered in an instant. The violent space storm swept everything, whether it was the Evil Ghost Formation or the Burning Lamp, they were all turned into powder under this blow.

Ran Deng once again took the initiative to enter the thirty-year time loop and escaped death.

This time he did not wait for the time loop to end. He ran wildly in thirty years, running from the East China Sea to a secret little world in the Cloud Realm in one breath.

If you can’t beat me, can’t you just run away? If you can’t run away, can’t you just hide?
The truth cannot be hidden.

Deng Chanyu has reached the point where she can ignore spatial distance. Ran Deng has been running for thirty years, but she can appear in front of Ran Deng as soon as she thinks about it.

"Fellow Daoist, you've run really far. This space is a bit cramped."

Ran Deng was completely unable to see through Deng Chanyu's strength. He was as powerless as a baby in her hands. He even suspected that she had reached the brink of beheading the three corpses. Her strength was definitely weaker than Yuanshi Tianzun's, but much stronger than his own.

He had to enter the time loop again. The formation didn't work, and running away didn't work either. What should he do? He continued to think of a solution.

Poisoning, killing, using the witchcraft of the witch clan, using the witchcraft of the demon clan, using the blood sacrifice of the demon clan to activate witchcraft, and using the lives of an entire witch clan to activate witchcraft.

In order to defeat Deng Chanyu, he tried every possible means.

After repeating the same thing countless times, he finally figured out all of Deng Chanyu's methods through repeated attempts.

He set a trap and used one-third of his own soul as bait, and finally let Deng Chanyu be swallowed up by a black mist-like chaotic spiritual energy in front of him. Her death was horrible, and even her soul was crushed.

He smiled with satisfaction.

"Hahahahaha—you've come to this day, huh? It looks like you perished at my hands in your previous life!"

He felt that this was the most reasonable explanation, otherwise such a powerful innate god should not have remained unknown on the eve of the lecture in Zixiao Palace. Lei Shen, Zhulong and others did not go to listen to the lecture, but there have always been legends about them in the prehistoric world.

Ran Deng sat on a bluestone slab with a tired face, frequently entering time loops and spending a lot of energy to calculate and deduce. Even a quasi-saint could hardly hold on.

His brain was extremely slow to react, and it took him a full cup of tea before he had time to look around. Where was this?

This seems to be a deserted town. There are some wood piled in front of the house and some paste-like vegetable porridge on the stove behind the house. Judging from the traces, they are all quite new, which means there are living creatures here. The living creatures are either hiding or hiding somewhere.

How did I end up here?

He suddenly realized, where is the Kunlun Mirror?

(End of this chapter)