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

Upon seeing this, Chen Tianfang immediately blocked his way and said calmly: "Old Ghost Sima, I advise you not to be impulsive. This person is someone you can never afford to offend!"

Upon hearing this, Sima Yunxiao laughed in anger: "Chen Tianfang, stop exaggerating here. I want to see what kind of tricks he has to make me, the Yeyin Sect, unable to afford to offend him!"

"Alright... If you don't listen to me, you'll suffer the consequences."

Chen Tianfang spread his hands and stopped trying to stop him.

If you dare to offend this master from the Shenxuan Palace, your Yeyin Sect will be doomed.

He thought silently in his heart, stepped aside and prepared to watch the show.

"You're smart!" Sima Yunxiao snorted coldly, then said angrily: "Boy, prepare to die!"

Before he finished speaking, Sima Yunxiao's spiritual power surged around his body, and a huge spiritual power palm condensed above his head. With tremendous power, he slammed down towards Lin Han.

"Haha... this kid is finished. This is my father's most proud martial art, the Spirit Cloud Palm! Even a strong man of the same level of cultivation would find it difficult to escape unscathed from this blow." Sima Tian covered his face with his hands and grinned grimly, as if he had already seen the miserable state of Lin Han being beaten into a pulp by the Spirit Cloud Palm.

Although Dongfang Shiyu coveted the rich Yuan Yang aura on Lin Han's body, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger when she saw Lin Han's arrogant demeanor. She thought to herself, "Hmph, wait until you're seriously injured by Sima Yunxiao's Spirit Cloud Palm, and then I'll slowly torture you and drain your Yuan Yang!"

However, facing this overwhelming attack, Lin Han remained calm, not even blinking. Just as the massive spiritual power palm was about to touch his body, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from Lin Han's body, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, instantly shattering the spiritual power palm.

"What!?" Sima Yunxiao's face changed drastically. He never expected that the Lingyun Palm, which he was so proud of, would be so vulnerable in front of Lin Han.

Lin Han looked at Sima Yunxiao coldly and said calmly, "With just this little ability, you dare to show off in front of me?"

"It just so happens that I have a similar palm technique, so I'll let you learn it."

&34;Juetian Hand——&34;

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge golden hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed towards Sima Yunxiao.

"What kind of palm technique is this?"

Sima Yunxiao's expression suddenly changed. He felt the terrifying power contained in that golden hand, far beyond his imagination. He hurriedly mobilized all his spiritual power, trying to resist the attack.

However, the golden hand seemed to ignore his resistance, easily penetrated his spiritual shield, grabbed him, and lifted him up.

"How is this possible! Boy, let me go!"

Sima Yunxiao struggled, but the big golden hand held him tightly like an iron clamp, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

Listening to Sima Yunxiao's shouting, Lin Han shrugged and teased: "Are you teaching me how to do things? You have to do whatever I want you to do."

As he spoke, Lin Han exerted a little force, and the golden hand began to shrink. Sima Yunxiao's face turned red in an instant, and his breathing became rapid.

"Damn! Boy, let my dad go!"

Seeing this, Sima Tian's eyes were bloodshot and he roared angrily, and was about to rush forward to rescue Sima Yunxiao.

Lin Han glanced at him coldly and said calmly: "Are you going to try to call someone?"

Sima Tian paused and took a step back involuntarily, frightened by Lin Han's cold eyes.

At this moment, Dongfang Yi suddenly spoke up: "Young man, be merciful when you can. You're going a bit too far."

"Too much? Haha, if you're not convinced, you can try my methods." Lin Han sneered, his eyes like knives, staring straight at Dongfang Yi.

Feeling the aura emanating from Lin Han, Dongfang Yi's heart trembled. He realized that the young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person. His strength might even have exceeded his expectations.

However, as the leader of the Xuanwu Sect, a superior sect in the Southern Region, he naturally cannot show weakness easily, otherwise it will affect his prestige in the Southern Region.

"Hmph, young man, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have some strength? Today, I will come to experience your skills!" Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, his body suddenly jumped up, his hands quickly formed seals, and the spiritual power around his body surged, instantly condensing into a huge black tortoise phantom, pressing towards Lin Han with heavy pressure.

"Xuanwu Heaven-Suppressing Seal!" Dongfang Yi shouted in a low voice, obviously using all his strength.

Facing Dongfang Yi's full-strength attack, Lin Han remained calm and composed. He raised his hand slightly, tapping his fingertips. A subtle yet mysteriously powerful ray of light burst forth from his fingertips, instantly colliding with the massive basalt phantom.

"Bang!" A resounding bang erupted. The moment the two intersected, space seemed to rip apart. A powerful wave of energy spread out, shaking the surrounding buildings. However, shockingly, the basalt's phantom, under Lin Han's subtle light, dissipated like foam, leaving no trace behind.

"What!?" Dongfang Yi's face changed drastically. He never expected that the Xuanwu Heaven-Suppressing Seal, which he was so proud of, would actually disintegrate into nothingness under Lin Han's finger.

Lin Han smiled faintly, his eyes revealing unquestionable contempt: "With this little ability, you dare to show off in front of me?"

Dongfang Shiyu watched on in amazement. The thought of absorbing Lin Han's essence was now like a candle in the wind, swaying and about to go out. She realized that the young man in front of her was not someone she could afford to offend.

"Father..." Dongfang Shiyu called softly.

Sima Yunxiao, who was held tightly by the golden hand, opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene, with an expression of disbelief.

Sima Tian was even more panicked, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Haha... Old Sima, you didn't listen to me, and now you're suffering, right?" At this moment, Chen Tianfang suddenly laughed out loud, looking at Sima Yunxiao who was firmly controlled by the golden hand with a half-smile, his tone full of gloating.

Then, he cleared his throat and began to solemnly introduce Lin Han, "Old Ghost Sima, Sect Master Dongfang, and everyone else present, listen carefully. This is the new Inspector of the Divine Mysterious Palace, Lin Feiyu, Lord Lin, who has recently become quite famous in the Eastern Region."

This statement came out.

&34;Hiss——&34;

Suddenly, a sound of gasps echoed around them, and everyone looked at Lin Han with awe. The Divine Mysterious Palace was a behemoth that the entire world of immortal cultivation trembled before, and its inspectors wielded immense power and influence.

Sima Yunxiao and Dongfang Yi's expressions turned extremely grim upon hearing this. They had never imagined that the young man before them was actually the newly appointed Inspector of the Divine Mysterious Palace.