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

Yang Guang nodded, putting away his carefree demeanor.

"Old Zeng, you're right."

"Leave it to me."

"Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I'm going to dig this bastard out today."

Done.

Yang Guang reached out and snatched the old compass covered in golden runes from Bai Sheng's arms.

Bai Shenggang was helped up and saw Yang Guang snatching his compass, which immediately made him unhappy.

"Hey, hey, why are you stealing my compass!"

Bai Sheng, clutching his swollen face, sneered, "That's a magical artifact from my Bai family, a combination of the Bagua compass and the dragon-seeking ruler. With your amateurish methods, do you think you can even use our family's compass?"

"Do you recognize all the Qimen Dunjia directions above?"

Yang Guang completely ignored him: "I'm giving you face by using your Bai family's compass!"

"This piece of junk only has a purpose when it's in my hands."

Yang Guang sneered, completely ignoring Bai Sheng's sarcastic remarks.

He held the compass in his left hand, with his thumb, index finger, and little finger raised, forming a tripod-like stance to firmly support the compass in his palm.

Upon hearing this technique, Bai Sheng's one eye, which had initially shown some disdain, widened instantly.

"The Three Powers Supporting Heaven Hand?"

"You're really good at this?"

Yang Guang didn't even glance at him.

With his right hand, he quickly formed an extremely complex hand seal, and with his sword finger, he rapidly drew several mysterious runes above the compass.

He muttered to himself, "The universe is boundless, I will search for you across ten thousand miles!"

"Borrowing the magic of the Nine Netherworlds, they guide the way!"

"Give me the show!"

Accompanied by Yang Guang's low shout.

An unbelievable scene unfolded.

Just moments ago, Bai Sheng was pointing at the cat ghost, but now the compass needle has completely lost its sense of direction and is spinning wildly.

At this moment.

It was as if I was being drawn by some powerful force.

A soft "hum" sound.

The golden pointer spun rapidly for a few minutes before fixing itself firmly in one direction.

Not only that.

The ancient golden runes on the compass also began to glow with a faint, eerie light.

This was a strange phenomenon that Bai Sheng had never seen in all these years!

Bai Sheng's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"This...this is absolutely impossible..."

"How dare you, someone who doesn't even know Qimen Dunjia, forcibly activate my Bai family's natal compass?"

Yang Guang looked at the direction the pointer was pointing and sneered, "Found it!"

"Let's go, you two."

"This rat hid quite well."

Yang Guang shoved the compass into Bai Sheng's arms and wiped his hands on his trouser leg as if the compass had bacteria on it.

"lead the way!"

Ah Zeng perked up and, supporting Bai Sheng, followed behind Yang Guang: "Brother, are you sure this is the right direction?"

"nonsense!"

"With me in charge, how could I possibly make a mistake?"

Yang Guang strode out of the morgue.

The cold wind outside made them all more awake.

The crematorium was quiet at this time, and the night was like a huge black cloth covering the entire area.

Following the direction of the pointer, the three of them walked around the main building and arrived at a wasteland behind the crematorium.

This is where the crematorium usually stores discarded urns and some incompletely burned garbage.

Not only is it remote.

Moreover, because it rarely sees sunlight, it is extremely yin in nature.

And at the edge of the wasteland.

There is an abandoned old-fashioned crematorium.

Those red-brick buildings with big chimneys have long been obsolete in this era.

It looked dilapidated, with even the iron gate covered in rust.

We haven't gotten close yet.

Yang Guang stopped in his tracks.

He sniffed.

"Goodness."

"This bastard is not only refining corpses, but also giving himself extra food."

Ah Zeng sniffed, almost vomiting.

The air was filled with an extremely strong stench of blood, mixed with a strange smell of Chinese medicine, like the dregs of medicine that had been left out for a long time and had gone bad.

Something's not right here.

Ah Zeng gripped the dagger tightly, his eyes wary: "This old-fashioned crematorium looks like it's been abandoned for several years, and the weeds are so tall. It's obvious that no one comes here usually."

Bai Sheng had recovered by now. Although his face hurt, he couldn't lose face.

He clutched the compass tightly, peering out cautiously and saying, "What are you afraid of!"

"With us here, how could we let him get away?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes: "You'd better shut up."

"If a fight breaks out later, you'd better find a hole to bury yourself in, and don't cause me any trouble."

Yang Guang walked to the rusty iron door of the crematorium.

Without hesitation.

He lifted his leg and kicked.

"Bang!"

The iron gate was kicked so hard by Yang Guang that it was deformed and collapsed with a crash.

A thicker cloud of black gas, mixed with heat, suddenly burst forth from within!

"Ahem!"

Ah Zeng was so overwhelmed by the fumes that he kept backing away.

After the black mist inside dissipated somewhat, the three of them looked inside.

They were all stunned.

The interior of this abandoned crematorium is surprisingly spacious.

But right in the center, there was a huge pool of blood!

The blood pool was bubbling and gurgling, as if it were boiling.

Above the blood pool.

Several skinned corpses were hanging there!

Blood dripped from the corpse into the pool, a scene resembling a hellish landscape.

This is simply a living hell.

Beside the blood pool.

A person dressed in a black robe sat cross-legged.

The man wore a ferocious blue-faced mask with fangs, obscuring his features.

However, he was surrounded by visible rings of black resentment.

Hearing the door being kicked open, the man in black slowly opened his eyes.

Those were eyes with absolutely no whites.

It was pitch black, exuding endless silence and malice.

He let out a hoarse, grating laugh, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"Hehehe..."

"I never expected to find this place."

"No wonder they're dogs of Bureau 749, their noses are really sharp."

Upon hearing this, Bai Sheng flew into a rage, leaping out from behind A Zeng and pointing at the man in black, yelling, "You damned pervert!"

"They even dare to insult your grandfather!"

"Today I'll show you the power of Qimen Dunjia!"

The man in black didn't even glance at him.

His gaze was fixed on Yang Guang, who was standing at the very front.

"but."

"You didn't disappoint me, you still came."

"???"

Yang Guang stared at him blankly, his eyes wide with astonishment: "You're here to see me too?"

The eyes beneath the black-robed man's mask revealed a sinister and smug look.

He let out a hoarse laugh.

"Of course."

"You've been my goal from the very beginning!"

The man in black robes extended his withered finger and pointed at Ah Zeng, who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and Bai Sheng, who looked completely bewildered.

"I just didn't know how to lure you here, so I used those useless guys from Bureau 749."

Upon hearing this, Ah Zeng immediately flew into a rage.

He, the head of the Yudu area of ​​the 749th Bureau, was made a fool of for three days.

Are you still being called trash by pointing your finger at you?