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

"Damage Frenzy!" the middle-aged man roared, his clothes fluttering without a trace of wind. Waves of dense murderous energy gushed out of him, tinging the surrounding space with a dark red. These murderous energies quickly gathered, condensing into a dark cloud above his head. Lightning and thunder roared within the cloud, as if countless resentful souls were wailing.

"Boy, this is my strongest attack, let's see how you can resist it!" A determination flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hands to the sky. The dark cloud condensed by evil spirit seemed to have received some kind of summons, and it boiled up in an instant, turning into a destructive force, carrying endless pressure and anger, and came towards Lin Han.

"Alas... I really don't know where you get your confidence from. Well, today I will let you see what the real gap in strength is." Lin Han sighed softly, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by a determined light.

"Heaven-shattering Finger—!" He murmured, gently raising his right index finger. A dazzling light began to converge from the tip of his finger, as if drawing even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to it, condensing into a tiny beam of light imbued with devastating power. At that moment, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, and all sound was swallowed by the impending force.

Facing the overwhelming surge of evil spirits, Lin Han remained motionless, simply pointing his finger. The brilliant beam of light instantly pierced the sky, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrating the darkness and colliding head-on with the dark cloud composed of evil spirits.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed, accompanied by a powerful gust of air that shook the entire space. Under the impact of the beam of light, the dark clouds, condensed by the malevolent energy, quickly disintegrated like fragile bubbles, dissipating into nothingness.

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man was struck hard, his entire body flung back by the immense recoil, and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and fear. The surrounding Juesha Sect disciples, seeing this, were all horrified and retreated, no one daring to approach.

"This...how is this possible..." The middle-aged man struggled to get up, but found that he was seriously injured and could not stand. He was shocked by Lin Han's strength like never before.

Lin Han slowly retracted the light from his fingertips, his expression nonchalant, as if the earth-shattering blow he had just dealt was a piece of cake. "Now, do you still think we're arrogant?" His voice, though soft, struck everyone's heart like a hammer.

Tian Yunzi shook his head lightly and said coldly: "Little bastard, tell your sect leader to come over here quickly and kneel down to kowtow and admit his fault, otherwise..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but the unquestionable majesty had already chilled the hearts of the Juesha Sect disciples present, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

The middle-aged man looked as pale as death. He knew very well that today's matter was beyond his ability to resolve and he could only place his hope on the stronger people in the sect.

"You...just wait, my Juesha Sect will not let you go!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. After that, he took out a special communication jade slip from his arms with difficulty, and injected spiritual power into it with trembling fingers. In an instant, a ray of light shot up into the sky and broke through the clouds. It was obviously sending an emergency distress signal to the top leaders of Juesha Sect.

Lin Han and Tian Yunzi looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of their mouths, as if they didn't care about the bigger storm that was coming.

Soon, the distant sky shifted again. This time, the aura was even stronger and deeper than before, as if even the heavens and the earth itself were trembling. Several figures approached at lightning speed, each emitting a terrifying aura. They were clearly true masters of the Juesha Sect.

The leader was a white-haired old man in a black robe. He had a stern face and eyes as sharp as knives, as if he could see into people's hearts.

"Grand...Grand Elder, you are finally here!" When the middle-aged man saw the old man, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He struggled to stand up and salute, but he could not move because of his serious injuries.

"You useless piece of shit! You can't even handle two clowns, and I have to do it myself." The old man snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and anger.

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the scene, finally landing on Lin Han and Tian Yunzi. He said in a deep voice, "How dare you two challenge the majesty of the Juesha Sect?"

"Alas...it seems I overestimated your Juesha Sect. Sending these mediocre characters here to get beaten up is truly boring." Lin Han shook his head slightly, a look of impatience and disappointment on his face. His eyes held no trace of fear, instead revealing a kind of detached indifference.

Tian Yunzi chuckled softly, his hands clasped behind his back, and looked relaxed and content, as if the current turmoil had nothing to do with him, just a farce in the world. "I thought I could have some fun, but I didn't expect it to be another bunch of ants."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face instantly darkened to the point of dripping water. Spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and powerful pressure emanated from him, shaking the entire space. Under this pressure, the surrounding Juesha Sect disciples fell to their knees, their faces filled with awe.

"What an arrogant fellow! Today I'll show you what a truly powerful person looks like!" The old man roared, and he soared up like a hawk spreading its wings, instantly arriving in front of Lin Han and Tian Yunzi. With a wave of his hands, two jet-black streaks of spiritual energy erupted like dragons emerging from the sea, carrying a terrifying force that could tear through space and pounce on the two of them.

"The Hand of Absolute Heaven—"

Lin Han let out a low shout, and then a huge golden hand appeared out of thin air, instantly holding the old man firmly in his hand.

"What...what is this?" The old man was tightly grasped by the golden giant hand. His face instantly turned the color of liver, and his eyes were full of disbelief and horror.

“How do you feel? Trash!”

Lin Han's lips curled up slightly, his tone filled with contempt and disdain. The golden hand not only blocked the old man's ability to struggle, but also slowly squeezed, as if to crush every ounce of spiritual energy and every bone in his body into slag.

"Ah! If you have the guts, let me go and fight me one-on-one. Don't use such despicable means! Little bastard!" The old man roared in pain, his voice mixed with despair and unwillingness, but his words seemed so pale and powerless in the face of absolute power.

The disciples of the Jue Sha Sect were all dumbfounded upon seeing this, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes. Their Great Elder, one of the most powerful men in the sect, was so easily subdued by a seemingly youthful boy. This completely overturned their perception of strength.

Lin Han remained unmoved. His golden hand continued to exert force slowly, as if giving the old man a vivid lesson: "One-on-one duel? Do you think this is a competition arena? In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak can only accept the arrangements of fate. And you, obviously, are not even qualified to be my opponent."