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

"Ninth Junior Brother, you really didn't disappoint me. But if that's all, you're still too naive." Leng Aotian curled his lips into a cruel smile. He spread his hands, and black demonic energy surged out like a torrent, dyeing the surrounding space inky black.

"Today, I will let you see what the true power of magic is!" He roared, and the demonic energy condensed into a huge black devil claw, carrying the power to destroy the world, and pounced on Uncle Jiu.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu shouted again: "The Secret Art of Heavenly Talisman - Divine Sword Talisman, go!"

The talisman reappeared, this time even more dazzling, transforming into a dazzling golden sword. Ancient and mysterious runes flowed through the blade, as if it could sever all evil in the world. The golden sword drew a brilliant trajectory through the air and clashed head-on with the black claws.

"Keng!"

The sword and claws collided, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening roar. The golden sword light and the black demonic energy intertwined together, forming a thrilling picture.

"It's still too much of a stretch. This divine sword talisman is indeed extremely heavy to wield, and it's difficult to sustain." Uncle Jiu thought to himself, beads of sweat already oozing from his forehead.

&34;Bang—&34;

With a loud bang, the golden sword was ultimately unable to withstand the fierce attack of the black devil's claws. It was shattered and turned into golden light that dissipated in the night sky.

Uncle Jiu's body shook and his face turned pale. It was obvious that this attack had consumed a lot of his energy and even made him exhausted.

"Hahaha... Junior Brother Nine, you have indeed made a lot of progress, but in my eyes, you are still vulnerable." Leng Aotian laughed, his voice full of pride and arrogance. He approached Uncle Nine step by step, with black demonic energy surrounding his body, like a messenger from hell, which made people feel afraid.

At this moment, Lin Han, who had been silently watching the battle, suddenly moved. He flashed and appeared beside Uncle Jiu like a ghost. Then he gently patted Uncle Jiu's shoulder and transferred a trace of spiritual power into his body.

As the spiritual energy entered his body, Uncle Jiu felt a warm and pure power surge from Lin Han's palm, instantly dispelling the fatigue and emptiness in his body, and his spirits were lifted. "Little friend Lin, you..." He looked at Lin Han in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

Lin Han smiled slightly and said softly, "Uncle Jiu, you take a break first. From now on, leave this competition to me." His eyes revealed unquestionable determination and confidence, as if all the difficulties and challenges in this world were nothing but passing clouds in his eyes.

"Okay... Lin Xiaoyou, thank you for your help." Uncle Jiu nodded slightly.

Leng Aotian frowned slightly upon seeing this, his eyes scanning Lin Han, as if trying to see through this young man's depths. "Hmph, kid, it's not even your turn yet, and you're so impatient you want to be reincarnated first?"

"You seem very confident in your own abilities?" Lin Han's lips curled up in a playful manner.

"Haha..." Leng Aotian laughed triumphantly: "Of course, my strength has reached the half-step Dao realm, and I only need one last step to enter the Dao realm. When that happens, I will be invincible in this world! Haha..."

"The Great Dao? Haha... She's really an old lady crawling into bed, making me laugh!" Lin Han shook his head lightly, the smile on his face getting wider, that smile seemed to contain pity for Leng Aotian's ignorance. "May I tell you, even if you break through the Great Dao realm, what does it matter? Killing you is like stepping on an ant, it only takes a simple movement of lifting my foot!"

Leng Aotian heard this, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He laughed in anger and said, "Boy, you are so arrogant! You think killing me is as easy as stepping on an ant? Are you here to make fun of me? With your small body, I'm afraid you will turn into a pool of blood with just a light slap from me."

"Sand dollar!" Lin Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spat out two words, his tone full of disdain and contempt.

[Resentment value from Leng Aotian +174444]

"Boy, if you have the guts, say it again!" Leng Aotian said angrily.

Lin Han smiled calmly and continued: "Sand Dollars!"

[Resentment value from Leng Aotian +348888]

Leng Aotian's face was distorted to the extreme. He had never seen such an arrogant person, especially in front of himself, a strong man who was at the Half-Step Dao realm.

"Very good! Very good! Tell me your name, little one! I will not kill nameless people!" Leng Aotian's voice was low and threatening, and the black energy around him seemed to surge even more violently because of his anger.

Lin Han crossed his arms and replied with a forced smile: "I am your younger brother!"

"You...you're looking for death!" Leng Aotian was furious, his eyes were red, as if they were about to spit out fire. He could no longer tolerate Lin Han's provocation, the demonic energy in his body was boiling, and then he shouted: "Demon Poison Blood Mist——"

Leng Aotian suddenly waved his hands, and a dense black mist erupted from his body, quickly spreading and dyeing the surrounding air a poisonous dark green. This demonic blood mist was the result of years of cultivation. Once contaminated, even a cultivator of advanced cultivation would instantly lose their fighting power, and could only watch helplessly as their true energy was gradually devoured by the blood mist, eventually turning into a pool of blood.

However, facing this terrifying demonic poisonous blood mist, Lin Han just smiled lightly and did not move at all, as if the deadly poisonous mist was nothing more than the morning mist to him and posed no threat at all.

"Boy! You are honored to be the first sacrifice under my devilish poisonous blood mist! Feel the despair!" Leng Aotian grinned, his eyes full of anticipation for Lin Han to be devoured.

However, just when the devilish poisonous blood mist was about to touch Lin Han's body, a circular black hole appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Han. The black hole was like the abyss of the universe. In an instant, an invisible suction force swallowed up the surging devilish poisonous blood mist completely, leaving no trace.

"What!?" Leng Aotian's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never seen such a strange power that could so easily devour the demonic poison blood mist that he was so proud of.

"What kind of magic is this? No... Impossible! How could my demonic poison blood mist...?"

He was completely unable to comprehend the scene before him and was extremely shocked.

Lin Han curled his lips into a faint smile and spoke slowly, "How can a frog in a well understand the vastness of the world? Your so-called magic power is nothing but a trifle in my eyes."

"You... who are you?" Leng Aotian's voice trembled, and an unprecedented sense of fear arose. He realized that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person. His cultivation and methods far exceeded his imagination.