Chapter 545 492: Ji Shenyun Emerges, Target—Pei Yuhang

"I... am finally coming out~!"

CRACKLE—!!

A web of fine cracks spread across the surface of the Bronze Divine Mirror.

The Profound Celestial Bishop's expression darkened the moment he saw this.

'Just moments ago, I called out to this Asura Empress to discuss a partnership, and she gave no response. Now that the seal is on the verge of breaking completely, she decides to "come alive"? Does she really see us as nothing more than disposable tools?!'

'And... that "Yuan Tianming" she mentioned!'

'That old Daoist has foiled the Organization's grand plans time and again, and he actually knows this Asura Empress? Are they working together?!'

A volcanic eruption of unease surged through him, and the Profound Celestial Bishop broke out in a cold sweat.

His expression flickered through a series of emotions as he hurriedly shouted for the fourth-generation Martial God of Martial God Mountain to stop pulling out the North Abyss Black Tortoise Divine Nail.

But it was too late...

Three of the four symbols in the Four Symbols God-Sealing Array were already broken. The last one, the Black Tortoise guarding the North Mechanism Position, was on the verge of collapse. And then there were the cracks that Yuan Tianming had previously left on the divine mirror suppressing Ji Shenyun's true form...

The momentum of Ji Shenyun's return to the mortal world was now unstoppable!

"Thirty thousand years—thirty thousand years!! I will finally see the light of day again!"

Accompanied by increasingly wild and arrogant laughter, white fracture lines spread rapidly across the surface of the enormous Ancient Mirror.

BOOM—!!

A boundless fist intent, condensed from Black Gold Demon Qi, shot out of the mirror with world-toppling power, smashing into the half-removed Black Tortoise Divine Nail.

The Black Tortoise phantom on the Divine Nail let out a sorrowful wail and then violently dissipated. Freed from the phantom's suppression, the Divine Nail shot away.

"BREAK!!"

With that explosive roar, the divine artifact—powerful enough to suppress a Saint of the Saint Realm—utterly shattered. The divine light and profound energy it released ripped through the void, tearing the entire Kunlun Secret Realm asunder and leaving it on the verge of collapse.

"Finally... I have returned to the mortal world."

Her resplendent silver hair flew in the wind as Ji Shenyun took a deep breath, an expression of pure bliss on her majestic and incomparably beautiful face.

The Profound Celestial Bishop stared at Ji Shenyun, her aura terrifyingly powerful, and his eyes filled with dread.

'But... hasn't she been suppressed for thirty thousand years? Even a True Dragon would be left utterly depleted after just three hundred years of suppression. Why hasn't her Essence, Qi, and Spirit diminished in the slightest?'

That imperial aura, the air of one who ruled the world, pressed down on him like a mountain, causing the Profound Celestial Bishop's heart to pound wildly.

Suddenly, Ji Shenyun turned her head, and her eyes, as black as the Abyss, swept over to him.

The Profound Celestial Bishop instantly felt as if a great hand had seized his heart. Mustering all his courage to suppress his terror, he said in a low voice,

"Congratulations on your return to the mortal world, Empress!"

Ji Shenyun said nothing, merely watching him. Her obsidian pupils were like those of a Celestial God's statue—devoid of joy or sorrow.

Taking this as tacit permission, the Profound Celestial Bishop slowly explained the purpose of their visit and the Chosen Organization's desire to partner with her.

Originally, the Profound Celestial Bishop had planned to brand Ji Shenyun with several slave contracts and force her into servitude. Now, however, he wouldn't dare even mention the idea.

After all, Ji Shenyun, having just been freed, was far more vigorous and full of life than he had ever imagined.

It was as if thirty thousand years of sunless imprisonment had not harmed her in the slightest.

'Perhaps... it has something to do with someone having damaged the seal ahead of time, allowing her to recover some of her Primordial Qi.'

'Was it that old Daoist, Yuan Tianming?'

A thousand conflicting emotions churned in the Profound Celestial Bishop's eyes, and his expression grew exceptionally grim.

He couldn't shake the feeling that he'd been used as cannon fodder, thrown in here... to unleash a terrifying monster.

"You're saying... your Chosen Organization plans to go to the Abyssal Sea Palace to welcome the return of All Gods?"

"Yes."

Pfft~

Ji Shenyun laughed aloud, the sound jarring in the silence of the Royal Palace Ruins.

"Do you have any idea what the Divine Era was actually like? It was a time when all living things were treated like pigs and dogs in a pen. The fact that some idiot would actually long for those days is laughable."

"Since you're so eager to have a 'God' ruling over you from on high, then how about you let me do it instead~?"

WHOOSH—

In an instant, Ji Shenyun seemed to shrink the distance between them, appearing directly in front of the Profound Celestial Bishop.

The moment she arrived, the three Mahayana Stage Sect Leaders, who were little more than puppets, reacted even faster than the Profound Celestial Bishop. They simultaneously unleashed their Great Divine Abilities, attempting to force her back with their combined power.

However, Ji Shenyun merely chuckled. Behind her, a colossal Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth rose, and it threw a simple, unadorned punch.

BOOM—!!

That single punch completely shattered and collapsed the Kunlun Secret Realm. The three Sect Leaders, along with the Profound Celestial Bishop, were blasted out of the realm by the mountainous fist. They became arcs of light streaking across the sky, smashing through hundreds of mountain ranges before disappearing beyond the horizon.

Tap.

Ji Shenyun stepped onto the ten-thousand-year permafrost of Kunlun. She glanced back at the dissipated Kunlun Secret Realm, and a flicker of sorrow crossed her eyes.

'The last remnants of the Asura Race, along with the ancient battlefield where my people were annihilated, have been utterly buried by my own fist, along with the Secret Realm itself.'

'But, it doesn't matter.'

'As long as I, their Empress, am here, my dynasty will one day rule the world again.'

She turned back, her gaze falling upon a black-robed man who was paralyzed with fear on the ground.

The man's voice was laced with terror as he stammered, "Empress, we freed you! You can't repay our kindness with—"

Before he could finish, a streak of Black Gold Demon Qi shot out. The man didn't even have a chance to scream before his Essence Blood was drained dry, his body turning to ash and scattering in the frigid wind of the summit.

After finishing off the riffraff, Ji Shenyun stood atop the summit, gazing out at the vast expanse of white snow before her, and narrowed her eyes.

'Before I rebuild my dynasty, there are three things I must do.'

'First, the divine body I gave to Yuan Tianming all those years ago... I must get it back.'