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

Lin Han walked slowly towards Tuoba Feng, and every step seemed to step on Tuoba Feng's heart, making him feel unprecedented fear and despair.

Tuoba Feng had completely lost his former arrogance at this moment, and only fear and helplessness remained in his eyes.

"Tuoba Feng, did you ever imagine this day would come?" Lin Han's voice was cold and calm, yet it carried an unquestionable authority. "The crimes you have committed are too numerous to list. Today is the day you pay for them."

"Hmph... a clay Buddha still has some temper. You want me to die? No way! I'm going to fight you! -- Nine Cold Blade, out!" Tuoba Feng roared, and a light flashed in his hand. A cold and sharp Nine Cold Blade appeared in his hand. A faint chill lingered on the blade, which was obviously an extraordinary weapon.

He swung his sword and slashed towards Lin Han. The sword light was like a streak of silk, carrying a sharp cold wind, as if to split the space into two.

However, in Lin Han's eyes, this attack was like child's play.

Lin Han did not move, but just raised his hand slightly, and a bright light burst out from his palm, instantly colliding with Tuoba Feng's sword light.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and Tuoba Feng's Nine Cold Sword was shattered into pieces by the light emitted by Lin Han, turning into cold points of light and scattered all over the ground.

Tuoba Feng widened his eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief. The Nine Cold Sword in his hand, a treasure he had worked so hard to obtain, turned into nothing by Lin Han's casual blow.

"How...how is this possible..." Tuoba Feng muttered to himself, the fear in his heart surging like a tide.

Lin Han looked at Tuoba Feng as if he were a fool, and said disdainfully: "You are just a piece of scrap metal, but in front of my absolute strength, it is all in vain!"

"Yes... I'm sorry! Inspector Lin, please spare my life. I'm willing to work like a slave for you and clean your shoes with my tongue every day, okay?" Tuoba Feng's voice was filled with tears. He was completely shocked by Lin Han's strength, and there was nothing in his heart except fear.

Wiping the shoe surface with your tongue? This guy has no moral integrity and low standards!

Lin Han sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Do you think I need a loser like you to shine my shoes? That's ridiculous!"

"You're such a fucking jerk! You even polished my shoes and I thought they were dirty! Put away your unrealistic ideas. You must die today!"

"Hmph, since you insist on my death, then I have no choice but to fight to the death!"

"Respected Lord Heavenly Ghost King, I am willing to sacrifice my body, just to help me kill everyone here!"

Tuoba Feng's voice suddenly became eerie and strange. His eyes were red and a crazy arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was performing some ancient ritual.

The Heavenly Ghost King? Could he be the next demon that suddenly appeared after the Blood Demon Lord a thousand years ago?

Upon hearing this, the face of Chen Tianfang, the leader of the Qingjian Sect, changed suddenly. He knew very well the terror and destruction represented by the name "Heavenly Ghost King".

Thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Ghost King suddenly appeared in the world. With his powerful magic skills and cruel methods, he frightened countless immortal cultivators. The catastrophe caused by the Heavenly Ghost King is still widely circulated among major sects.

"You bastard, you actually dared to collude with a demon like the Heavenly Ghost King! You are a disgrace to the Mad Blade Sect and a scum of the world of immortal cultivation!" Tuoba Liuyun shouted angrily. He never expected that his son would embark on such a path of no return.

Tuoba Feng laughed crazily, "Hahaha... old thing, you regret it now? It's too late! Back then, you abandoned my mother for status and power, and now you're willing to sacrifice me for the Crazy Blade Sect. People like you are not worthy of being my father, let alone the leader of the Crazy Blade Sect!"

Seeing this scene, all the elders and disciples of the Kuang Dao Sect around were horrified. They did not expect that Tuoba Feng would do such a crazy thing, colluding with the devil and trying to destroy everything.

"Master, stop him immediately! We can't let this devil come, otherwise our Kuang Dao Sect will be doomed!" An elder shouted anxiously, his voice trembling, and he was obviously deeply afraid of the title of Heavenly Ghost King.

Tuoba Liuyun's face turned pale. He knew very well how terrifying the Heavenly Ghost King was. Once this demon was allowed to descend, not only would the Mad Blade Sect cease to exist, but the entire world of immortal cultivation might once again fall into disaster.

"Inspector Lin, please help and stop this rebellious son's crazy behavior!" Tuoba Liuyun turned to Lin Han and pleaded,

"It seems that this Diaomao, like Ouyang Xing, has been exposed to some unknown forbidden techniques. I believe... the same is true for Sima Tian of the remaining Yeyin Sect."

Lin Han stared at Tuoba Feng's gradually distorted face with a deep gaze, and had a plan in mind.

"It's okay, it's just a fight between trapped beasts, nothing to be afraid of." Lin Han spoke calmly and confidently, as if everything was under control.

At this moment, Tuoba Feng suddenly stopped his crazy laughter, and instead bursts of cold laughter replaced it: "Hehehe... What a good host! I will agree to your request and kill everyone here, and let their souls become the nutrients for my rebirth this time."

As this extremely cold laugh fell, a powerful and evil aura instantly enveloped the entire Kuang Dao Sect. The sky seemed to be covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, the light suddenly dimmed, and a heart-pounding feeling of oppression filled the air.

"Run away!" Some of the lower-level Kuang Dao Sect disciples shouted in fear and began to flee in all directions.

However, they had barely taken a few steps when Tuoba Feng, whose body was occupied by the will of the Heavenly Ghost King, sneered and waved his finger lightly. Black demonic energy stretched out from all directions like tentacles, instantly entangling the fleeing disciples. They struggled for a few times before falling powerlessly to the ground, their eyes dull and it was obvious that their souls had been taken away.

"Hmph, you bunch of 'little monkeys', you still want to escape from the palm of my hand? What a fantasy!" Tuoba Feng, who was controlled by the will of the Heavenly Ghost King, had a distorted face, red eyes, and a tone full of gloom and disdain.

For a moment, the disciples and elders of the Mad Blade Sect felt as if they were trapped in an ice cellar. They were now in a dilemma: if they escaped, they would die; if they didn't escape, they would also die.

Fear and despair spread among the crowd like a plague. Every disciple and elder of the Mad Blade Sect felt the threat of death. Their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were filled with helplessness and despair.

"Hehehe, little monkeys, are you feeling helpless and hopeless? Yes... continue to maintain this feeling of fear, it will taste even better to me later." Tuoba Feng, who was controlled by the will of the Heavenly Ghost King, spoke in an increasingly eerie and terrifying voice. He seemed to be enjoying the fear and despair of the crowd. To him, this negative emotion was like the most delicious delicacy.