The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 411 - 401 Sword Breaks the Firmament

The Thunderclap Sword is the treasure that guards the Shenxiao Sect, an Immortal Artifact that has been around for countless years with immense power, universally recognized as the number one Immortal Artifact.

In fact, the Thunderclap Sword was originally a Divine Artifact.

Little Gold, at this moment, was far from the weakling that had run away from home; nurtured in Lin Yun’s Dantian for so long, it had become much stronger than before.

Once it merged with the Thunderclap Sword again and absorbed Lin Yun’s blood, Little Gold immediately felt a power, that had been lost, return to it.

It was more than just an Immortal Artifact!

Golden Thunderbolt light pierced through the heavens, Immortal Artifact ascending to Divine Artifact, accompanied by supernatural phenomena.

The force it unleashed instantly created a huge hole in the area covered by Yin Qi, and the ascension of the Divine Artifact immediately drew down a Heavenly Tribulation. From above the nine heavens, Thunderbolt after Thunderbolt descended, but since Little Gold was Innate Thunder, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation could not harm it, it only made it stronger.

In Lin Yun’s mind, an image of a miraculous white tiger suddenly appeared. The White Tiger looked up at the dark sky with fury, roaring loudly, its body flashing with lightning. The White Tiger transformed into a sword, tearing apart the dark heavens and bringing forth light.

A sudden enlightenment struck Lin Yun’s heart.

This was the sword technique taught to him by the Thunderclap Sword. This technique had no name, but Lin Yun could sense the Sword Intent within it.

Unstoppable, cutting through everything, divine beings bow down, creating heavens and earth.

This Sword Intent shared some similarities with Lin Yu’s Sword Intent. Simply put, once Lin Yu’s cultivation level was achieved, it would probably look like this.

Having learned this technique, Lin Yun immediately used it.

Not only that, he also named this move.

"Let’s call it Tiger Claw Shatters The Sky!"

The name was lively and vivid, and Lin Yun was very satisfied with it.

Lin Yun’s sword, charged with a large amount of his Spiritual Power, struck towards the gateway in the sky. An ear-piercing sound echoed in all directions, like scraping metal on the ground, the sharp noise extremely discomforting.

But this sound lasted only three seconds because Lin Yun quickly followed up with the same sword technique again.

His rate of Spiritual Power and mental recovery was so fast that, while others might deplete all their Spiritual Power and mental strength with one sword strike, Lin Yun could strike several more times.

After slashing seven times in a row, Lin Yun finally started to feel a bit languid.

But even this level of endurance was enough to make him the envy of the world.

Every three seconds, the portal made of Yin Qi could no longer hold up. Under the continuous strikes of Lin Yun’s Sword Qi, it finally collapsed, and a huge amount of dense Yin Qi splashed out like liquid, and the door also shattered in response.

Zhao Hao: "???"

This?

His expression perfectly captured what it meant to be utterly dumbfounded.

What the hell, this young man, he’s so unreasonable!

This is the gateway of a God, and you managed to destroy it?

Zhao Hao stared at Lin Yun in furious anger. The Zhao Family had spent untold efforts to establish the Nether Kingdom. Generations of the Zhao Family had worked hard, and it finally became possible for him to become The Emperor, someone without parallel through the ages. Everything was arranged, but Zhao Hao hadn’t expected Lin Yun to appear out of nowhere.

Could it be that the sins committed by the Zhao Family in the past were so grievous that even the heavens couldn’t bear to watch?

Yet, it was only a sacrifice of a mere hundred thousand lives; during every human conflict, far more people died, so why didn’t anything happen then?

All of Zhao Hao’s unwillingness was written all over his face.

Even though he was usually patient and shrewd, he couldn’t help but feel completely frustrated now.

"You will suffer retribution!"

Zhao Hao glared at Lin Yun, who responded with a disdainful smirk.

Do you know what it’s like to have a cheat code?

All these merits, this luck I have, and you’re telling me I’ll face retribution?

Lin Yun inwardly scoffed, choosing not to show his contempt, but others couldn’t hold back.

Lin Yu, wielding the Gale Sword, with her blade moving so fast it appeared as mere shadows. Zhao Hao only felt a gust of wind, followed by a numb sensation. The next second, blood gushed from his body like a fountain.

Such a swift sword...

But do none of you young people let others finish their words?

I have yet to use the Devouring Heavens Record...

This was Zhao Hao’s last thought, feeling that this woman, Lin Yu, seemed a bit too fierce.

In a daze, he thought he saw Lin Yu’s Qi.

A Fierce Tiger, lying in slumber.

She really is a tiger...

Upon Zhao Hao’s death, Lin Yun and the others heard the sound of a dragon’s roar.

Typically, the Human Race’s dragon of destiny would transfer to the new Emperor when there was a change of rulers. However, this dragon shattered into many pieces rather abruptly, scattering across all corners of the world.

Lin Yun and the others didn’t notice this, only feeling that the Emperor had met his end too easily.

That’s it?

Humans can’t defeat you, and still, you defy the heavens?

"Are all members of the Royal Family so arrogant and full of themselves, fantasizing about stirring up storms across the world without real capability?"

Jiang Chenyu couldn’t help but comment after watching the scene unfold, and in her mind, she added, "Of course, it’s also because Lin Yun is too powerful."

At that moment, Zhao Lingyu came to and, hearing Jiang Chenyu’s words, felt like there was a hidden message directed at her.

I’ll remember this grudge for today.

Watching Zhao Hao being killed, Zhao Guang’s eyes widened in shock.

"Run, the villain is too fierce!"

Zhao Guang started to regret why he had come out in the first place.

Mainly because Zhao Hao had seemed so in control earlier, making Zhao Guang feel it was the right moment to show his loyalty.

His father started by getting cursed at, then tried to act impressive, and not much later, had his hidden card exposed, now even getting chopped down along with everyone else.

What kind of father is this?

Too useless, with the Zhao Family’s accumulation over so many years, don’t they just need to stretch out a hand to resolve it?

And to actually play themselves into a loss, that’s too weak!

Fang Yu couldn’t help but criticize his father as he hurriedly fled the scene.

The acolytes of the Imperial Court were no exception, prioritizing survival above all else.

However, Lin Yu had no intention of pursuing them.

She was decisive in her killing but not to the extent of being thoroughly merciless.

The complete defeat of the Imperial Court was something no one had anticipated; the Shenxiao Sect, by its own power, had even worn down the Emperor.

Lin Yun did indeed wish to eradicate them root and stem, but after swinging seven swords just now, he felt somewhat weakened. Seeing that the others had no intention of pursuing the fleeing enemies, he chose not to chase after them either.

The bound disciples of the Shenxiao Sect also gradually came to their senses. Lin Yun’s Resurrection Thunder was released in full range, and those tied up brothers were no exception. The power of the Resurrection Thunder removed all the poison from their bodies.

Zhao Feng, who had secretly mixed into the group, couldn’t help but be amazed. Could this really be what it means to be favored by destiny?

Honorable Li also realized she had really followed the wrong person.

But she didn’t blame Fang Yu.

It wasn’t that he was weak, but Lin Yun was somewhat unreasonable.

Seeing his disciples were unharmed, Fang Yu was overjoyed and full of gratitude towards Lin Yun.

However, thinking of how Lin Yun had once deceived her, she felt a bit angry.

As she looked towards Lin Yun, her anger only intensified.

She saw Lin Yun holding Lin Yu’s hand, displaying an affectionate demeanor that made Fang Yu’s hair stand on end.

You two!!!!

Fang Yu didn’t dare to speak out loud, only daring to shout inwardly in her heart.

"Yu’er, I have someone to show you," Lin Yun said.

As he spoke, he took out a cremation urn from his bosom.

This was a temporary resting place for his father-in-law, Zhao Ze. Lin Yun, concerned with accidentally harming him, had kept him close. Now, opening the urn, Zhao Ze was set free.

Seeing Zhao Ze’s soul, Lin Yu’s heart trembled, as if understanding something.

And when Zhao Ze saw Lin Yu, he was at a loss for words.

Seeing Lin Yu, he became certain, Lin Yun had not lied to him, she was indeed his daughter.

The child, she looked too much like her mother when she was younger.

"This is your father," Lin Yun simply introduced Zhao Ze to Lin Yu, who, with tears welling up in her eyes, watched him.

There had been many times when Lin Yu had wondered about what her abandoning parents would be like.

Later on, learning that her life pattern had caused the death of her parents and relatives, she was deeply saddened.

Until now, suddenly seeing this blood relative, Lin Yu couldn’t clearly articulate her own emotions.

There was guilt, heartache, and also a sense of relief.

Zhao Ze felt constrained too; what he really wanted was to embrace his daughter, but she had grown up, tall and graceful. Moreover, he had not cared for Lin Yu since she was young, so Zhao Ze didn’t dare to be too intimate with her.

He didn’t know where to put his hands, yet his excitement was unmistakable.

"You’re Yu’er, right? I’m your father," Zhao Ze said with some stammering. Lin Yu, seeing this, couldn’t help but smile and said, "I know, Dad."

This smile eased Zhao Ze’s tension.

"When the incident happened, your mother hadn’t given birth to you yet. In this lifetime, I didn’t get to see your birth and I couldn’t take proper care of you. I didn’t fulfill a father’s duty. Thankfully, you’ve grown up, become so beautiful, and even found such a wonderful lover," he lamented.

Speaking of her lover, Lin Yu blushed a bit, yet she took Lin Yun’s hand and said, "There’s no need for self-reproach, I’ve always wondered what my father would be like, what my mother would be like. Now, I know. You both are great people, and I’m proud to be your daughter."

What could be more satisfying than a daughter’s recognition? Even as a resentful spirit, Zhao Ze would find solace in her words.

"Good child, your father is proud of you too," Zhao Ze said, unable to take his eyes off Lin Yu, feeling that his time was running short.

"Your mother must have been waiting for me for a long time down there; it’s time for me to fulfill the promise I made back then. Yu’er, live well," he said.

This statement made Lin Yu feel his imminent departure. She rushed forward, attempting to grasp Zhao Ze, but his soul had no physical form, and she grasped at nothing.

An unknown force was pulling at Zhao Ze.

Not only him, but all the resentful spirits Lin Yun had helped pass onto the next life began to vanish at the same time.

They were all taken away by the same force.

Without any resentment, these spirits no longer had the power to linger in the mortal realm.

Lin Yun watched as Zhao Ze disappeared, holding onto the grieving Lin Yu and stroking her hair.

"Don’t be sad, as long as you remember them, they will continue living well in another world," he consoled her.

Lin Yun’s consolation was effective; Lin Yu leaned on him, allowing her tears to flow freely.

She wasn’t unable to let go; she was merely mourning her relatives.

"I must break the Heavenly Mandate!" Lin Yu vowed silently in her heart.

She must protect her last remaining relatives!

However, a sacred voice suddenly came from above, "Who dares to obstruct my descent?"