Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

at the same time.

In the cage.

"Eh? This is strange... I clearly sensed the Demonic Heart awakening just now, but how come it's suddenly gone silent?" A middle-aged man frowned, standing deep in the dim prison, surrounded by cold stone walls. He was Nuoyao's father, the former Lord of the Demonic Realm, imprisoned here after being betrayed by his own brother, Moyuan.

"Father, Mother, I'm here!" Just as the middle-aged man was lost in thought, a familiar and firm voice penetrated the thick stone wall and entered the cage.

"This... this is Yao'er's voice!" The middle-aged man suddenly looked up, a gleam of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then quickly replaced by ecstasy.

The woman beside him, Nuoyao's mother, also heard the familiar voice. She excitedly held her husband's hand. They looked at each other and smiled, tears flashing in their eyes, which was the light of hope of reunion after a long separation.

"Yao'er, is it really you?" The middle-aged man's voice trembled slightly. He tried hard to control his emotions, fearing that all this was just an illusion.

"Yes, Father, Mother, it's me!" Nuoyao's voice echoed clearly from outside the cage, unmistakable firmness and warmth. She stood outside, clutching the key to unlock it. Tears glistened in her eyes, but more so, a longing for freedom and a yearning for her loved ones.

With a slight roar, the cage door slowly opened, and a beam of light penetrated the darkness, illuminating the entire space. Nuoyao strode into the cage and finally saw her parents, whom she had not seen for a long time.

At this moment, the shackles on Nuoyao's father and mother seemed to lose their weight and fell off one after another, landing on the cold ground with a crisp sound. They stood up slowly with trembling hands, their eyes full of love and guilt for their daughter.

"Yao'er..." Nuoyao's mother spoke first, her voice choked with sobs. She quickly stepped forward and hugged Nuoyao tightly, as if she was afraid that all this was just a dream, fleeting. Nuoyao hugged her mother back tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

"Father, Mother, we are finally reunited," Nuoyao said, her voice choking with sobs, her voice filled with relief and happiness. She looked up at her father, his eyes, once majestic but now filled with tenderness, and her heart was filled with an unprecedented peace.

Nuoyao's father gently stroked his daughter's head, his eyes full of love and pride: "Yao'er, you have grown up and become stronger and braver. It is us as your parents who have made you endure so much suffering that should not belong to you."

"Who doesn't experience ups and downs in life? Father, mother, you gave me life and taught me tenacity and kindness. Even in adversity, I have never given up the belief of finding you and rescuing you. This strength comes from the love and courage you give me." Nuoyao's words were full of strength and tenderness, her eyes were firm and bright, as if they could penetrate all the haze.

Nuoyao's father nodded slightly, a flicker of satisfaction and pride in his eyes. He knew that his daughter's growth had far exceeded his imagination, and that indomitable spirit was the essence of their family heritage.

"By the way, Yao'er, what happened outside just now? Why did I feel that the Heart of the Demon Realm was aroused, but it returned to calm after a while?" Nuoyao's father suddenly thought of something, frowned slightly, and his tone was filled with some confusion and anxiety.

"It was my second uncle who made the noise, but..." A complicated look flashed across Nuoyao's eyes. She paused for a moment, as if considering how to start.

"But what?" Nuoyao's father asked relentlessly, his eyes showing concern for his daughter and worry about his brother Moyuan's behavior.

Nuoyao was about to answer when Lin Han, Tian Yunzi and Heiyan walked in.

"Demon Lord Fengyou, long time no see..." Tian Yunzi greeted with a smile.

"You are...Senior Tian...Senior Tian Yunzi from Shenxuan Palace?" Nuoyao's father, the Demon Lord Fengyou, had a flash of shock and disbelief in his eyes when he saw Tian Yunzi.

Tian Yunzi nodded gently. His presence seemed to bring an indescribable sense of peace to the dark prison. "It is I, the old Demon Lord Fengyou. It has been many years since we last met. You are still as graceful as ever."

"Senior Tianyunzi, please forgive me for making fun of you. I look so utterly disgraceful now. "The Fengyou Demon Lord gave a bitter laugh, but then a hint of tenacity flashed in his eyes. "However, I am extremely lucky to be able to see the light of day again and be reunited with my family at this moment."

"I am Heiyan, your humble servant. Greetings to my master." Heiyan stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and spoke in a loud and loyal voice.

The Demon Lord Fengyou looked at Heiyan softly, his eyes filled with relief and gratitude. "Heiyan, you have never betrayed me. I will always remember your loyalty. Rise up. There is no need for formalities between you and me."

"This young man is..." Demon Lord Fengyou turned his gaze to Lin Han, with a bit of curiosity and scrutiny in his eyes.

Lin Han stood there, his figure tall and straight, his brows revealing a calmness and extraordinaryness beyond his age.

"Father, this is my master, Young Master Lin Feiyu, and he is also the newly promoted inspector of the Shenxuan Palace. At the beginning, I was hunted down by masters sent by my uncle, and unfortunately my demon body was destroyed. It was thanks to the treasure you gave me that my demon soul was preserved. I hid in a jade pendant of a human woman and survived. Until one day I met my master, and he gave me the opportunity to reshape my demon body, so that I can meet you!" Nuoyao narrated every word, with excitement and gratitude in her tone.

Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed across the eyes of the Demon Lord Feng You. He was relieved that his daughter was safe, yet also felt a deep respect for the young and powerful Lin Han. "Inspector Lin, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. Please accept my greeting!"

As Demon Lord Feng You spoke, he was about to bow, but Lin Han was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly stepped forward and gently held Demon Lord Feng You's arms with both hands to stop him.

"Senior Feng, you are too polite. Since Nuoyao has already recognized me as her master, I will do my best to protect her. Reshaping the demon body is just a piece of cake." Lin Han's voice was gentle and firm, revealing an unquestionable power.

"Inspector Lin, from now on, if you need Feng You, just let me know. Although I, Demon Lord Feng You, am no longer the powerful lord of the Demon Realm, I still have some face and strength in this world, and I will definitely help you." Demon Lord Feng You's words were filled with gratitude and promises, and his eyes flashed with determination, as if he had returned to the glorious era when he commanded all demons.

"Lord Fengmo, you are too polite...Aren't you still the Lord of the Demon Realm?" Lin Han raised his lips with a mysterious smile.