Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1832 Daji and Yunxiao

The Great Witch Xingtian was born into the tribe of Jumang, the ancestral witch of wood.

Strong vitality and fearlessness in battle are the traditional characteristics of this tribe.

However, no matter how strong one's vitality is, it's not to the point where even if one's head is cut off, the body can still continue to fight, and the fighting power can even be enhanced.

Sun Wukong's ability to survive being beheaded is a magical effect. If Yunxiao were to strike him with a sword, he would still die, and might even die a horrible death.

Xing Tian survived being beheaded and even reached the point of "Xing Tian wielding his axe and shield," mainly because this great shaman unleashed his fury in a state of extreme rage.

The great shaman bloodline he inherited from Jumang underwent an extremely rare mutation, one in ten million or even one in a billion, which allowed him to cross the boundary between life and death and reach another level.

He wasn't dead, but he couldn't be considered alive either.

If it were a direct confrontation, he could have been killed; there's nothing a sage can't do. But at the last moment, Lady Pingxin saved Xingtian, sealing his head and divine body separately.

Xing Tian's head is now located at the foot of Fengdu Mountain.

Deng Chanyu attained the Primordial Dao and absorbed a massive amount of spiritual energy from the primordial world. As a result, the seal on Fengdu Mountain loosened slightly, and Xing Tian's head broke free from the seal.

Xingtian was a giant whose body was used as eyes and his navel as a mouth.

When it comes to the head, it becomes a small mountain-like head that serves as the body, with eyes, ears, mouth, and nose all growing on the body. The original two ears become arms, and the beard becomes feet.

Xingtian would occasionally use his whiskers, which served as his legs, to grab the ghosts of Fengdu Mountain. Then, he would open his mouth wide and use his immense suction to devour the ghosts' yin energy.

When he encountered powerful ghost immortals or ghost kings, he would charge forward with a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right, hacking and slashing.

This guy has no sense of reason; his mind is filled with nothing but thoughts of insane killing.

When Xiao Wu and Yuan Xiao arrived at Fengdu Mountain, Xing Tian was slaughtering ghost messengers and ghost soldiers.

"Wow!" Xiao Wu was quite surprised. She had never seen such a strange shape before. "Xiao Yuanzi, this guy's body is his original head, his ears are his arms, and his beard is his legs. This... this is the Headmaster that Dad talked about, right? I think it looks a bit like him."

Yuanxiao was speechless. I felt it didn't quite seem like it, but I didn't want to argue with you.

She was still afraid of ghosts, and this time she came to Fengdu Mountain with a completely daunting attitude. She gripped the door panel sword tightly with both hands and waved it at Xing Tian from afar, as if she wanted to use the sword energy to kill the enemy.

Xiao Wu was a little disappointed when he didn't get a reply from his friends, so he immediately took out the Heart-Piercing Lock given to him by the Tongtian Cult Leader: "Let's hurry up and finish this and go home!"

Yuanxiao nodded vigorously: "Oh, okay, okay."

With the Heart-Piercing Lock for offense, the Xuan Yuan Water-Controlling Flag for defense, and Yuan Xiao as a meat shield, Xiao Wu easily and severely injured Xing Tian's head. Afterwards, he helped the ghost immortals reseal the head.

Whether they are ancestral witches, great witches, or ordinary witches, the source of their power is their own blood. Witch warriors do not need to use their brains, and the blood in their bodies is definitely more than the blood in their heads. In other words, the power in Xing Tian's body is far greater than the power in his head.

Saying he was half-crippled is an understatement; to think that a single head could unleash 20% of Xing Tian's true power is an overestimation.

Xiao Wu had no trouble dealing with such an enemy, which was the main reason why Daji felt at ease letting her daughter come over.

For the next hundred years, Xiao Wu and Yuan Xiao were mainly stationed at Fengdu Mountain, resolving all anomalies that occurred in the Fengdu Mountain area.

As for the chaos elsewhere in the prehistoric world, they didn't care. From Daji's perspective, the more chaotic other places were, the safer Mount Emei would be. If she weren't worried about giving others ammunition against her, she would even have wanted her daughter to go out and cause trouble while masked.

Mount Emei.

Yunxiao was ultimately worried about someone, and disregarding his own reputation, he personally went to Mount Emei to pay homage to Daji.

"Yunxiao pays respects to the Emperor." Yunxiao was the first to bow.

She could never bring herself to call her "elder sister." Daji was far too young for her; when Daji roamed the primordial world, the ancestors of the Su family hadn't even been born yet. She had no intention of entering the Deng family; you can just treat me as a guest.

Daji didn't press too hard: "Fairy, you have taught me a great deal, and I am deeply grateful for your guidance. Please accept my bow."

"Your Majesty is too kind. Your teachings have greatly benefited Yunxiao as well."

The two bowed to each other at the mountain gate, and from a distance, they looked just like a married couple bowing to each other.

Xiao Wu, Xiao Qingluan, and the others watched from afar, occasionally exchanging glances. As for taking out melon seeds and peanuts to watch the show, they didn't dare to.

The meeting between Yunxiao and Daji was not earth-shattering; both sides exercised restraint, and with Xiao Wu and Xiao Qingluan acting as a communication link, a situation where two tigers could coexist on one mountain was barely achieved.

Whether it was Daji's invitation or Yunxiao's volunteering, their meeting was due to an urgent issue.

While Xiao Wu, Xiao Qingluan, and a group of other teenagers were having a heated discussion about whether the "mothers" would fight, Daji brought Yunxiao to the gate where Deng Chanyu was in seclusion.

In the early stages of her Dao attainment, Deng Chanyu's consciousness was not completely dormant, and she could still respond to the outside world. In various parts of the prehistoric world, some "gates" pointing to unknown spaces even appeared due to the Great Dao of Space. At this stage, all the "gates" disappeared, and Deng Chanyu entered the crucial middle stage of her Dao attainment. Her consciousness was completely concentrated in the deepest part of her mind, and her perception of the outside world was almost zero.

Even if Daji and Yunxiao were to pass by the door, or even if the two of them were to fight at the door, Deng Chanyu inside would not know.

"Fairy, please come with me."

"it is good."

They didn't linger at the door, but followed the steps to the depths of Mount Emei.

Before long, a fiery prison appeared before the two. The mangled humanoid creature was constantly burned by Nezha's Samadhi True Fire. The creature could not escape using its blood magic, nor could it die; it could only remain in a state of being neither alive nor dead.

Yunxiao recognized the creature's name: "Blood God Child? It seems to be a Blood God Child of a rather high level."

Daji nodded, her face full of worry: "Ancestor Styx must have some kind of conspiracy. I'm worried that Ayu and Nezha caught this guy at the foot of the mountain before. In order to prevent it from sending news of Emei back to the Blood Sea after it dies, we can only use Samadhi True Fire to delay for a while."

The Blood God Child has great autonomy when it acts outside, and it will bring its memories back to its original body after it dies. Daji didn't know what information this thing had found out, so she dared not let the Blood God Child die.

Deng Chanyu confidently declared that the safety issue could be left to Hongjun, and that she was acting in accordance with the will of Heaven. However, Daji and Nezha were not so optimistic, especially Daji, who, having been educated and influenced by the Wu tribe, had very little trust in Hongjun.

Hongjun might intervene at a crucial moment, but would the Dao Ancestor's intervention affect the entire process of attaining enlightenment? She dared not gamble.

(End of this chapter)