Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1590 Deng Chanyu vs. Three Thousand Demonic Shadows
The numerous phantoms of demon gods were not meant to be targets that just took a beating without fighting back. Deng Chanyu took the lead in attacking, and they also rushed up one by one with their fangs and claws bared.

Three thousand is not an actual number. At this moment, the shadows are so vague that it seems that it is four or five thousand.

Deng Chanyu's moves were faster than the last, and she wanted to use her extraordinary speed to reduce the number of enemies in the shortest possible time.

She was indeed in her prime, and these demons were just empty shells, but they were outnumbered.

They are all the remnants of the Demon God's resentment during his lifetime, and possess certain abilities of the Demon God. However, resentment is ultimately intangible. Faced with a treasure like the Axe of Creation, the bodies formed by resentment will appear extremely fragile.

No matter what great avenue they control or what magical powers they use, they can be defeated in one move under the Axe of Creation.

To make an inappropriate analogy, they are like fragile creatures with some of the attack power of demons, but only a little blood.

Deng Chanyu was like a tiger among wolves, and the shadows of the demon gods determined the order of attack and coordination in a moment.

Be it blazing flames, ice, curses, or nightmares, all kinds of abilities are displayed in various forms. Flames become illusions, elements are mixed with vicious curses, and countless lightning bolts contain instant death spells.

The attacks of the demon gods were very clever and clearly layered. There were clear boundaries between the paths they controlled, so they wouldn't do stupid things like a bunch of attacks colliding with each other and canceling each other out.

The target of all attacks was the same, that was Deng Chanyu.

Deng Chanyu is not as warlike as Nezha, but that doesn’t mean she can’t fight.

Her figure turned into flames, and in an instant she quickly shuttled through more than 300 spatial coordinates. Most of the attacks were left behind, and only those spells with stronger locking effects were blocked by the Chaos Bell.

Amid the dull ringing of bells, she kicked away two phantom demons casting spells, swung her axe, and chopped from the lower left to the upper right, cutting the two phantom demons diagonally. Then the axe flew out of her hand, spinning around herself at high speed, and killed seven phantom demons on her right, behind her, and left.

The axe flew around her. She grabbed the axe handle with her left hand and instead of retreating, she advanced and attacked the numerous demon phantoms head-on. In the blink of an eye, dozens of demon phantoms were chopped into pieces.

The Immortal of the South Pole sat trembling on the edge of the chessboard. The battle between Teacher Deng and the three thousand demon gods seemed very far away from him, yet seemed very close.

After the phantom of the demon god was chopped to death, the blood that splashed out was not pure blood, but the afterglow of the Dao mixed with their own resentment, or it could be said to be fragments of the Dao.

The Chaos Demon God relies entirely on instinct to control the Dao, unlike the Honghuang Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who controls it through analysis, practice, and learning. It is hard to say which is better or worse. The directions are different, but the purpose is the same.

After the shadow of the demon god was chopped to death, all kinds of fragments flew around. Deng Chanyu had the Chaos Bell, so these things could not touch her. Yuanshi Tianzun was a saint, and there was an invisible curtain in front of him, blocking all the corpse debris.

The White Crane Boy had already hidden far away.

The Immortal of the South Pole is no match for him.

He sat on the other side of the chessboard and noticed that Yuanshi Tianzun's peripheral vision was always staring at him. He could not avoid it at all, nor did he dare to avoid it.

Smelly mucus, blackened broken bones, eyeballs with strange charm, he was like a large trash can, and many fragments flew towards him automatically.

Just a quarter of the agreed time of one stick of incense had passed and not a single flag had fallen, but he felt like he was about to die!
A strange eyeball sprouted from the left side of his neck, constantly draining his life force. A finger suddenly appeared on the back of his right hand, growing in reverse, completely beyond his control, like another life form. As a true Xuanmen cultivator, the three flowers on his crown should have been golden lotuses, but now one had turned gray, the other completely withered. His mana had become turbid. If he didn't take immediate action, he would be dead within a stick of incense.

The Immortal of the South Pole picked up the gourd beside him, poured out two Nine Revolutions Golden Pills, and swallowed them without even looking at them.

Laojun’s elixir is indeed powerful. No matter what the problem is, the abundant medicinal power can restore your Taoist body to its original state.

The eyeballs unwillingly vanished without a trace, the fingers automatically detached, and the three flowers on the top of the head returned to the form of golden lotuses. It seemed that everything was getting better, but in reality, it was not.
Deng Chanyu's battle never stopped. The strong breath of life on the Antarctic Immortal was like a big blood bag, which attracted the remnants of the demons. If he didn't move, he would soon be contaminated by the remnants of the demons.

What to do about pollution? Keep taking drugs!

When she had eaten one third of the gourd of elixirs, Deng Chanyu had chopped down hundreds of phantom demons, and she was obviously struggling.

There were too many enemies. Even if she swung out a hundred axes in one round, and each enemy swung one axe, that would be three thousand blows. She would definitely suffer a loss in such a fight.

She really couldn't do Pangu's tough fighting style of ignoring damage and swinging an axe to kill people.

She pushed her six-foot-tall golden body to its limit, but her defense was still not enough. Exchanging injuries for injuries was too disadvantageous.

She immediately changed her tactics, chopped twice with her own axe, and ran away before the demon phantom could surround her. When the enemy group gradually separated, she turned around and killed the fastest running demon phantom.

Seeing Teacher Deng running away, the Antarctic Immortal, who had suffered greatly from the remnants of the demon, breathed a sigh of relief.

Old problems vanished, but new ones surfaced. Deng Chanyu had resorted to the kite-flying tactic, and the battle was sure to drag on. Could he return in a single stick of incense? He was terrified, looking at those white pieces as if they were a death warrant.

He hoped that this stick of incense would last as long as possible, but unfortunately, the opposite happened. The stick of incense passed quickly, and Deng Chanyu did not come back. Yuanshi Tianzun recovered from his "semi-offline" state, and his eyes that seemed to see through everything fell on him.

"Disciple, it's your turn."

The White Crane Boy ran back again. He stood behind the Immortal of the South Pole with a nervous expression, his fists clenched in his sleeves, silently cheering for his teacher.

The Immortal of the South Pole turned his head and looked around repeatedly, hoping that Deng Chanyu would suddenly appear and take over this important task. However, he looked three times and was disappointed each time.

Under Yuanshi Tianzun's unquestionable gaze, he reached out his hand tremblingly and took out a white piece from the chess box.

As soon as he picked up the white piece, he felt that it was extremely heavy, and there was a huge suction force in it. In just a short period of contact, one-fifth of his magic power was forcibly drained away.

The Immortal of Antarctica was startled.

With a "click", his fingers failed to grasp the white chess piece, causing it to fall back into the chess box. The white chess piece bounced twice, rolled to the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)