183: Chapter 183 Little brother, after ten thousand years, your sister has finally avenged you.

"Sister? How could you..."

Yun Jinghong looked at the resurrected Yun Mengli in shock and uncertainty. For a moment, he was utterly stunned, unable to fathom how she could still stand before him after he had ripped out her heart and extracted half of her Origin.

Even more startling was that the aura she exuded was stronger than ever before, as if she had undergone an ultimate sublimation.

In the next moment, Yun Jinghong snapped his head around to look at the distant Xu Jinhuan, his expression hideous.

"It was you?!"

Xu Jinhuan smiled slightly and said nothing; everything was understood without words.

Yun Jinghong wanted to say more.

But Yun Mengli’s offensive had already arrived. Like the light of a revolving jade pot or a dance of fish and dragons across the sky, millions of glazed streaks of Immortal Dao power pierced through the air, tearing through the sun and destroying everything in their path.

"Your opponent is me!"

After her injured body was completely healed and she had awakened the Nine-Apertures Exquisite Heart, Yun Mengli's Realm had naturally progressed further. She had also reached the threshold of a half-step Immortal King, only a fraction behind Yun Jinghong, who had painstakingly seized his power. The Nine-Apertures Glazed Exquisite Heart combined with her Grand Yin Immortal Body was more than enough to bridge that gap.

Furthermore, striking while Yun Jinghong was still in a state of shock—calculating against the unsuspecting and attacking where he was unprepared—gave her the upper hand.

This single strike almost completely crushed Yun Jinghong!

Rumble!

Explosions rang out one after another as the Void Realm shook violently and spatial fragments flew everywhere.

Yun Jinghong, who had been insufferably arrogant just moments ago, now sprayed blood into the sky as he was sent flying. He crashed heavily through countless mountains and hills, leaving a terrifying million-mile-long rift in the yellow sands before finally coming to a halt, his eyes dazed.

Until this very moment, he hadn't processed why his sister, who was on the brink of death just now, had suddenly become so strong.

"Revered Master, do you know what's going on?!" he asked blankly in his mind, questioning the remnant soul of the Nine-Death Immortal King.

The voice of the Immortal King's remnant soul carried a hint of trembling. His current level of shock and bewilderment was no less than that of Yun Jinghong himself.

"Your sister possesses the Nine-Turn Glazed Exquisite Heart, one of the strongest Immortal Roots in the Immortal Realm. This is a supreme bone and Aptitude sufficient to ascend to the Peak Immortal King Realm, and there are even legends of it achieving the status of an Immortal Emperor!"

"To think that the Grand Yin Immortal Body and the Nine-Turn Glazed Exquisite Heart would appear in the same person. You even blundered into liberating the Immortal Emperor bone that was weak and suppressed in its early stages. It is fate! It is truly fate!"

The aged voice was full of sighs. Having drifted through countless ages and passed through many Disciples, the remnant soul of the Nine-Death Immortal King felt a sense of resignation upon witnessing such a scene.

But Yun Jinghong still refused to give up.

"I refuse to accept this! Revered Master, I have undergone nine Reincarnations just to become an Immortal King in this life and stand at the Peak of the Immortal Realm. Nothing can stop me!"

"I don't believe that my painstaking accumulation over nine lives and tens of millions of years can be surpassed by a mere slip of a girl who has only cultivated for ten thousand years!"

With a crazed expression, Yun Jinghong swallowed the blood rising in his throat. A translucent purple-black flame ignited on his body, resembling the eerie spirit fire of the Nine Netherworld.

"Die!!!"

In the next instant, a power even greater than before erupted—cold, deathly, like the River of Death bursting its banks from the heavens.

It was dark to the extreme!

Nearby, the Peak Immortal Venerables who were originally being hunted by Yun Jinghong felt a chill run through their bodies. They trembled in awe at the sight.

"What a terrifying technique! Its power is even greater than before!"

"Indeed, it has almost touched the threshold of the Immortal King Realm. This boy has certainly comprehended a Peak Immortal King Scripture!"

"I even feel as though he has practiced this scripture for a very long time; otherwise, it would be impossible to unleash such formidable power!"

Some even began to wail, preparing their last words.

"Can that Yun Family girl still withstand an attack that has half a foot in the Immortal King Realm?"

"My name is the Longevity Daoist, a native of the Juta Star Domain. This Jade Slip records everything I have learned in my life. I hope future generations..."

Suddenly, the surroundings fell into utter chaos.

As the target of the Immortal King-level attack, Yun Mengli showed no fear. Instead, she seemed eager to try, the excitement in her eyes impossible to suppress.

This was the perfect time to test her own strength!

"Grand Yin Exquisite Art!"

As she spoke, a power that was supremely Yin, supremely cold, and Nine-Turn Exquisite spread out. Yun Mengli's delicate hand rapidly enlarged, gradually turning into a million-mile-wide hand that blotted out the sky, colliding with the hellish underworld power ahead.

Boom!

Yellow sand splashed and smoke rose everywhere. The entire Secret Realm world fell into turmoil. Sand and mist blurred the air, falling pattering down, and visibility dropped so rapidly that one could hardly see their own hand in front of their face.

Even the ancient stone tablet that had been split in two by the power of Reincarnation was now shaking.

The crowd of Peak Immortal Venerables, and even the Immortal King experts, were completely unable to see the situation on the battlefield and could only rely on their Divine Thought to perceive it.

Although Divine Thought could usually see more clearly, the power of the two colliding sides was currently too terrifying. As soon as their Divine Thought approached, it was blown apart. For a moment, this group of veteran experts had effectively become blind.

"Who won?"

Only when the fluctuations in space calmed down slightly did the crowd dare to use their Divine Thought to investigate the state of the battle.

"That strange kid? No, his underworld power is rapidly receding!"

"Great! The Yun Family girl won! She’s practically a miracle!"

"Show some respect and call her Fairy Yun!"

The Immortal Venerables cheered and jumped for joy, ecstatic and relieved to have survived the ordeal.

In the center of the battlefield, Yun Mengli slowly walked up to her brother, her large hand raised and ready to strike at any moment.

"Sister! It's me, your brother Jinghong! I know I was wrong!"

Facing death, Yun Jinghong's previous arrogance had vanished without a trace. His survival instinct drove him to bow his head and plead, performing a complete reversal in attitude.

"Sister, my mind was clouded by an evil spirit. It was my fault. Please forgive me just this once. I promise there won't be a next time!"

"I really know I was wrong!"

Yun Jinghong kowtowed frantically, desperate to save his life. This was his tenth life and his last; if he died now, he would truly be gone, and everything would come to nothing.

Listening to the person before her beg like a dog, Yun Mengli's expression remained unmoved. Her clear, melodious voice was cold to the extreme.

"You don't know you were wrong; you just know you're about to die."

"Besides, my brother died before he was even born. You are just an interloper who stole his place, aren't you?"

As soon as she said this, one of his greatest secrets was revealed. Yun Jinghong's face changed instantly, filled with terror.

"How did you know?!"

Yun Mengli shook her head slightly, her tone carrying a faint sadness.

"That's not important. What matters is that I know, and that is enough."

With that, Yun Mengli's jade-like palm struck down fiercely. The power of the Nine-Apertures Glazed Heart erupted, carrying a trace of Eternal Power as it suppressed him.

Suddenly, Yun Jinghong's aura was completely cut off. His Soul Flew Away and Spirit Scattered, and he was reduced to ashes.

Looking at the ashes merging with the yellow sand, Yun Mengli felt as if she were waking from a dream. In a daze, two lines of clear tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother, after ten thousand years, Sister has finally avenged you..."

"From now on, I am the only one left in the Yun Family..."