He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The corpse that had been so menacing just moments before was sent flying through the air by Yang Guang's slap.

It turned 360 degrees in mid-air.

It slammed down on the stainless steel cart next to it with a "bang," even denting its head.

He never got up again.

Bai Sheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, breathing heavily with lingering fear. He just looked at Yang Guang awkwardly.

My feelings are indescribably complicated.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guang came to his rescue at the crucial moment.

The thing is, he almost cried just now.

His prized Qimen Dunjia techniques were completely ineffective here.

Not only could he not cast spells, but the corpses also interrupted his spellcasting with all sorts of fancy movements.

He got slapped twice more on the face, and it swelled up even more, looking like a steamed bun.

Yang Guang glanced at him, grabbed Bai Sheng's tattered trench coat collar, and pulled him behind him.

Then he patted Bai Sheng on the shoulder.

"Alright."

"Get out of the way."

"I'm about to start showing off."

Upon hearing this, Bai Sheng felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

He didn't care about the face of being a descendant of the Bai family anymore, and scrambled away to the back.

He hid behind Ah Zeng, peeking out with his pig-headed head, staring intently at Yang Guang.

Yang Guang looked at the group of corpses that were baring their teeth and claws and surrounding him.

He snorted dismissively.

"This piece of junk dares to jump around in front of me?"

Yang Guang kept his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of taking them out.

He moved with incredible speed.

It looks casual, but it's actually the Seven Star Steps.

Just as the horde of corpses was about to surround him.

Yang Guang suddenly raised his right foot and stomped hard on the cold cement ground!

"break!"

boom!

A golden aura of celestial masters, visible to the naked eye.

Centered on the soles of Yang Guang's feet.

Like the light waves produced by a nuclear explosion, it burst forth in all directions!

A piercing sonic boom could even be heard in the air.

This extremely strong and yang energy is simply the natural nemesis of these evil and yin things.

The morgue was originally filled with a thick, almost impenetrable black aura of yin energy.

The moment they came into contact with the protective energy, it was like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

It makes a hissing sound.

It was completely cleared away in an instant!

And those corpses that were just moments ago so lively and menacing.

Because it has lost the support of yin energy.

The body suddenly lost all its power source.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered like puppets with their strings cut.

They all fell to the ground in unison, and there was no more movement.

At this moment, the entire morgue fell into a deathly silence.

Even the flickering, eerie green lights overhead were affected by this powerful energy.

It flickered twice and then returned to normal incandescent light.

Is that... all there is to it?

Bai Sheng hid behind A Zeng, his one eye, which wasn't fully swollen, glaring bigger than a bull's eye.

His jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He had just personally experienced how troublesome these corpses were.

He couldn't be killed by fighting, and his magic was countered; he was almost skinned alive.

And what about Yang Guang?

He didn't even take his hands out of his pockets!

Did he just stomp his foot so casually?

Has the area been cleared out?

This is cheating!

Is this even human?

This is simply a bulldozer in human skin!

The thought of how I had arrogantly challenged Yang Guang to a contest of wits in the conference room made me realize how deeply I was hurt.

We will also use Qimen Dunjia to teach him a lesson.

Bai Sheng felt a burning pain on his face.

It wasn't just the pain of being hit that made me feel so ashamed!

The shock this scene brought him was immense.

He always believed that as the only son of the Bai family for the 37th generation, he was exceptionally talented and an outstanding member of the younger generation.

But now.

Looking at Yang Guang, who stood calmly amidst the pile of corpses.

Bai Sheng finally realized the gap between himself and Yang Guang.

This is practically the difference between bronze and king!

wrong.

It's the difference between microorganisms and Tyrannosaurus Rex!

Bai Sheng was still very unhappy.

But more than anything, it evoked a deep and complex emotion.

This time, I've really bitten off more than I can chew.

Just as Bai Sheng was questioning his existence, Yang Guang completely ignored him and instead strolled among the fallen corpses.

It's like picking out cabbages at the market.

It would also kick it from time to time.

Once he was sure that these things were indeed not moving, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright."

"Alarm over."

Yang Guang waved to A Zeng, who quickly pulled Bai Sheng forward and gave Yang Guang a thumbs up.

"Dude, that's awesome!"

"Brother Zeng, I'm impressed. No wonder headquarters specifically wanted to find you."

"I've never seen anything like this before in all my years of traveling around!"

Yang Guang waved his hand: "What's the big deal?"

"These corpses haven't actually turned into zombies yet."

"That evil cultivator simply used an extremely insidious Yin-gathering formation to forcibly infuse the surrounding Yin energy into their bodies."

"It's like blowing up a balloon."

"Once you poke it, it withers away."

talking.

Yang Guang's gaze suddenly fell on the area directly above the morgue door.

There was a dark object there.

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to spot it at all in this dim light.

Yang Guang squinted.

Pointing to the top of the door, he said, "Old Zeng, look what's that?"

A Zeng looked in the direction Yang Guang was pointing.

After examining it carefully for a while, he said, "It looks like a Bagua mirror?"

Ah Zeng exclaimed in surprise, "Why would a place like a crematorium have a Bagua mirror hanging at the entrance?"

Yang Guang chuckled lightly: "There's something wrong with this Bagua mirror."

Yang Guang turned to look at Bai Sheng, who looked completely bewildered.

"Big nostrils."

"You studied Qimen Dunjia, so you must know a bit about Feng Shui, right?"

"Tell me, what are the two types of Bagua mirrors?"

Bai Sheng was singled out by Yang Guang.

I instinctively flinched.

But when it comes to professional knowledge, he can't help but straighten his back.

He muttered through the cracks, "Who doesn't know that?"

"The Bagua mirror comes in two types: concave and convex."

Yang Guang nodded: "Go on."

Bai Sheng cleared his throat, trying to save face: "A convex mirror, the mirror surface is convex, and curved."

"This kind of mirror is used to ward off evil spirits."

"When evil energy rushes in, a convex mirror can reflect it away, thus warding off the evil."

"It is usually hung outside the door or window to block negative energy from roads or corners."

Yang Guang snapped his fingers approvingly: "And the concave mirror?"

Bai Sheng continued, "A concave mirror, as the name suggests, has a surface that is recessed."

"In feng shui, this kind of mirror is used to gather energy."

"If the front door of your house faces a downward staircase or an elevator, the energy flow is easily lost."

"They would hang a concave mirror on the door to gather back the lost energy."

"But this thing is generally used to gather auspicious energy."

"certainly."

Bai Sheng added, "Concave mirrors can sometimes also serve as a talisman, but it depends on how they are used."

"If used incorrectly, it will not only fail to attract auspicious energy, but will also draw in all the surrounding negative energy."

Yang Guang interrupted Bai Sheng's recitation: "Take a closer look, what is that thing up there?"