Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1786 The Book of Hatred

Hatred can cloud a person's ability to make calm judgments. The Demon of Hatred repeated what it had done before over and over again in the True Space Maze set up by Deng Chanyu.

Every time He breaks through one layer of the maze and thinks He can tear the enemy to pieces, a new maze will appear ahead.

The more this guy was controlled by hatred, the weaker his thinking ability became, which led to the bankruptcy of Deng Chanyu's initial idea of ​​"treating him to a meal, beheading him, and taking him in as a dog".

This thing has lost its intelligence; how can it weigh the pros and cons? If you put a knife to a zombie's neck, what do you think it will do?

Forget it, let's just kill him!
Deng Chanyu first sent a thought back to the prehistoric world.

Xiao Wu from the Ancestral Dragon Palace, Yunxiao from the Undying Volcano, and Daji from the Qilin Cliff all nodded in unison and each took out a Nine-Turn Golden Pill from their gourds.

"It will be a little painful, please take the medicine in advance."

The fall of the source of the bloodline, the God of Hatred, is not just a matter of "some" pain. As the three progenitors who were directly separated from Him, they have the closest connection with the God of Hatred. Even Deng Chanyu could not escape the full bloodline backlash.

Considering that these three were between being partially and completely disabled, Deng Chanyu specially refined three elixirs for them.

Nothing unusual happened on the sides of the First Emperor and the First Qilin. We simply followed the Sage's orders, emphasizing obedience and following commands.

Yuan Feng, however, was about to cause some trouble. She suddenly pointed behind Yun Xiao and asked, "Xiao Yu, why are you back?"

Three black lines appeared on Yunxiao's head. These are all tricks I use to tease my sister. You're playing this game with me?
Yuan Feng's plan to steal one elixir and then ask for another was discovered, which made her somewhat unhappy.

Not gaining an advantage is a loss! She lost big time!

After confirming that everything was safe and sound in the wilderness, Deng Chanyu began to use her full power.

The Demon God of Hatred sacrificed his intelligence in exchange for earth-shattering power. In a head-on confrontation, Deng Chanyu would be no match for him. Not to mention her, even if the Tongtian Sect Leader were to come and fight him head-on, it would be a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

Even if you ask her to confront me head-on, she has no interest in it. Before I attained enlightenment, I risked my life to fight for that sliver of a chance to become a saint. Now that I am a saint, why should I risk my life again?
With a flick of her wrist, the spatial maze, which was originally larger than the Changxia Domain, began to shrink in size. As she cast numerous spells, the maze rapidly transformed, eventually becoming a simple thread-bound book.

The book cover features two divine symbols written in blood: hatred!

While carefully constructing more spatial barriers to trap the Demon God of Hatred, Deng Chanyu also drew a large amount of time power from the Kunlun Mirror, intending to inject at least a hundred years of time into the book.

She moved with a leisurely air, turning the pages of the book at a leisurely pace, recounting the life of the Demon of Hatred.

Just as geese leave their mark in flight, the space she deliberately created also has the same effect.

She read it from beginning to end, and the book was branded with the mark of the demon god. At the same time, a small part of the demon god's existence disappeared from his own level.

A direct confrontation, swinging an axe to chop, doesn't fit Deng Chanyu's current style. Doing things in a more elegant and aesthetically pleasing way is what she pursues now.

After reading it the first time, more than ten years had passed in the world of the book. Then she read it a second time at a slightly faster pace. With each turn of the pages, the figure of the Demon of Hatred became increasingly blurred, and His consciousness, thoughts, and past were all inherited by the "book."

The Great Dao is unique, it's either this or that. As the characteristics of the Great Dao of Hatred gradually increase in the "book", naturally, the power of the Great Dao on the Demon God of Hatred is rapidly decreasing.

In the end, more than half an hour had passed in the outside world, but in the world of the book, it took even longer than Deng Chanyu had expected, a full three hundred years. The Demon God of Hatred had completely disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

Without drawing blood or using any earth-shattering techniques, a chaotic demon god vanished into thin air.

Deng Chanyu stretched out her right hand, rummaged through the book for a while, and then pulled out the rather ferocious spine of the Demon of Hatred. This thing possessed the characteristics of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans, was impervious to water and fire, and was exceptionally tough, making it perfect for forging a spear for Nezha.

Nezha is always fighting to the death with Rahu, so having a handy divine weapon would definitely give him an advantage.

The "book" has, to some extent, replaced the Demon God of Hatred. However, compared to the Demon God whose combat power is constantly increasing, dealing with a "book" that cannot move or unleash its full power is much easier.

In just half an hour, the "book" had acquired a considerable level of intelligence. It seemed to have sensed that Deng Chanyu was an enemy and that all the spaces she had created were out of control. The "book" then had the idea of ​​escaping.

Deng Chanyu first used the Chaos Bell to completely fix the "book," making it impossible for it to hide in space or time. Then, she wielded the Crimson Sky Sword and cleaved the "book" in two from top to bottom.

At the same time, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin felt a tremendous shock to their minds, their blood boiling, and their bodies burning with pain as if they were being scorched by flames.

As the progenitors of their clan, they had never experienced such a strong backlash from their bloodline. Fortunately, they had prepared the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in advance, and without hesitation, they immediately took the elixir. Deng Chanyu didn't care how much suffering they endured; at least the three brothers' lives were saved.

She used spatial magic to teleport the entire Changxia Domain to another direction of the Chaos.

Chaos is boundless and limitless; theoretically, it is unlikely that it will encounter the primordial chaos again.

The expeditionary force achieved a great victory and now it was time to return to the wilderness to treat the wounded.

Deng Chanyu opened a teleportation channel for them directly to the primordial world and handed the spine of the Demon God of Hatred to Nezha: "Take it back and send it to the Sun Star. Have Jade Cauldron Immortal gather the true fire of the sun to melt it for forty-nine days. After that, wait for your master to return."

"Disciple obeys!" Nezha was very curious about what she was going to do, but he didn't ask. Saints are already on another level of existence. Knowing many secret information would not be of any benefit. Ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

As a sage who wields the Great Dao of Space, roaming the Chaos is, if not like walking in one's own backyard, at least much easier than being a quasi-sage.

Deng Chanyu continued to follow the dark chaotic passage. After three consecutive jumps, she was already very far from the primordial world. She identified her location and finally entered a huge vortex that looked like stardust.

"Brother Dao, I've kept you waiting." Deng Chanyu greeted Tongtian Jiaozhu with a bow, and Tongtian Jiaozhu nodded in return.

At this moment, they were in what looked like the lair of a Chaos Demon God. Beside them was the corpse of a Chaos Demon God, which had been chopped into pieces. Having lost the power of the Great Dao, the corpse had turned into stone, and it was impossible to tell what abilities this Chaos Demon God had in life. In any case, it seemed that he had not died peacefully. Tongtian Sect Leader was slowly wiping his Qingping Sword.

(End of this chapter)