Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Looking at the vermilion gate again, Han Yang didn't even dare to raise his head and began to tremble slightly.

He only felt a little better when the little golden corpse came over and took his hand.

In fact, with Han Yang's current abilities, he has absolutely no need to be afraid of the people behind this big red gate.

However, he was deeply traumatized.

When Han Yang was arrested and imprisoned, he was just an ordinary person.

In a sense, it was the Dust Lake Corpse Sect that made Han Yang, who can now control golden corpses, what he is today.

Standing before the large red gate, Yang Ning stared at the door panel for a long time before suddenly saying, "Han Yang..."

"Um?"

Han Yang shuddered, as if he had been startled.

Go open the door.

Han Yang immediately formed a series of hand seals, but the little golden corpse holding his hand stood still.

Yang Ning said, "I'm asking you to go and open the door."

Upon hearing this, Han Yang understood Yang Ning's meaning, adjusted his breathing, stepped forward, and pushed the door open forcefully.

The moment his hands touched the door, Han Yang felt that the vermilion door was burning hot!

He pushed the door with all his might, but the big red door didn't budge.

Han Yang turned around and looked at Yang Ning.

Yang Ning frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Your abilities are stronger than Ruan Kai's, but your temperament is even softer than Ruan Kai's."

"I don't keep useless people around me. If you can't open this door, then you should leave."

Han Yang trembled all over!

He possessed exceptional talent in cultivating the secret art of corpse driving, and his six senses were also quite strong.

He had a vague feeling that the person in front of him might be the biggest opportunity of his life.

Turning around, Han Yang closed his eyes, placed his hands on the door, and pushed hard—

The vermilion gate remained unmoved.

He let out a loud shout and suddenly exerted force with both arms!

The door remained unmoved.

Until a pair of tiny golden hands landed on the door panel, "Coo coo?"

Click!

The vermilion gate moved only slightly.

Han Yang didn't use any incantations or hand gestures, and Xiao Jin automatically stepped forward to help.

With both the human and the corpse exerting their strength simultaneously, Xiao Jin actually exerted the most force, and the vermilion door was finally pushed open a crack.

Behind them, Yang Ning watched this scene with a speechless expression: "Gentlemen, we're here to wipe out this entire family, not to drop by, understand?"

"You open the door so elegantly, anyone who didn't know better would think you two came to wish someone a Happy New Year."

Finally, he looked at Han Yang and said, "This golden corpse is truly useless in your hands!"

"Summer, smash the door!"

"whee!"

A burst of laughter rang out, and next to Yang Ning appeared Xia Tian, ​​a little boy covered in blood with a fist-sized transparent hole in his chest!

His ability is the Ghost Hand!

The Red-Clad Ghost Hand!

Summer laughed and pushed the vermilion gate open—

Crack!

The seemingly heavy vermilion gate suddenly became as fragile as a piece of paper, shattering into pieces and flying backwards into the wind and rain!

Han Yang and Xiao Jin Shi were stunned.

So, doors can be opened like this?

Beyond the gate lies an incredibly spacious courtyard!

Right now, there are quite a few people sitting neatly on both sides of the courtyard!

There must be over a hundred of them!

Next to each person was a pure black coffin!

The moment the door was broken open, these people who were sitting with their eyes closed in the pouring rain, just like Han Yang before them, were all startled and shuddered violently!

Many people looked at the gate with expressions of extreme fear!

At the same time, the coffin lids next to these more than one hundred people began to shake slightly!

Han Yang, who was standing at the door, respectfully made way for Yang Ning!

The little golden corpse stood respectfully beside him, looking just like him!

However, Yang Ning became increasingly angry as he looked at the man and the corpse.

He looked ahead and said calmly, "Han Yang, go find me a chair."

Chair?

Han Yang turned his head and looked around. Where were the chairs in this empty courtyard?

The next second, he saw a chair.

Han Yang's gaze swept past the more than one hundred people on both sides of the courtyard and looked towards the opposite side of the courtyard gate!

There, under the eaves in front of the hall, in front of a horizontal golden coffin, a middle-aged man sat upright!

Liu Ba, the then-leader of the Dust Lake Corpse Sect!

Liu Ba was sitting on a chair!

The only chair in this courtyard right now!

Yang Ning stood under the eaves of the gate, only glancing at Liu Ba briefly before turning his attention to the rain.

He didn't even glance at the other people sitting in the courtyard.

The respectful and seemingly docile Han Yang was so frightened by the sight of Liu Ba that he lowered his head!

He didn't even dare to look at Liu Ba a second time!

It was Liu Ba who cast the corpse curse on him back then!

Now you want him to steal Liu Ba's seat?

This may seem difficult, but actually, it's not that difficult.

Compared to the psychological trauma Liu Ba inflicted on him, Han Yang knew better how powerful the person he was clinging to was!

The moment Han Yang saw Liu Ba's chair, he turned and walked out of the porch into the torrential rain!

With a ferocious look on his face, he strode towards the sect leader of the Dust Lake Corpse Sect!

At first, he only dared to stare at Liu Ba's chair, but once he stepped into the rain, he dared to stare at Liu Ba's body!

Walking to the other side of the courtyard, he glared at Liu Ba and cursed—

"Holy shit!"

"Get up, you bastard!"

"You think you're worthy to sit here and talk to me, my boss?!"

Han Yang didn't know how to address Yang Ning, so he simply called him "boss".

Beside him, the little golden corpse also changed as his aura increased!

At first, it hopped and skipped around like a Hakimi, then it looked like a big yellow dog, and finally it looked like a wolf!

During this time, several coffins next to the people sitting in the courtyard opened, and several dead bodies jumped out and pounced on Han Yang!

Without Han Yang needing to make a move, the little golden corpse pounced forward, its sharp claws tearing the corpses into pieces in a few swift movements, which were then thrown into the wind and rain!

Han Yang walked up to Liu Ba as if he were in an empty room, looking down at him from his superior position!

"Idiot, stand up and give Grandpa your chair!"

"Don't make Grandpa slap you!"

The sect leader of the Dust Lake Corpse Sect, who was sitting under the eaves and looking at Yang Ning through the wind and rain, ignored Han Yang!

He stared at Yang Ning and said, "Liu Chao... is my son!"

Through the rain, Liu Ba's words reached Yang Ning's ears.

Yang Ning responded with only one word: "Oh."

Out of courtesy, Yang Ning added three more words: "Understood."

In front of Liu Ba.

"Is Liu Chao your son?"

Han Yang revealed a ferocious smile: "Then what am I to you?"

"Hehe? Hehehehe!"

"I am...I am..."

"I'm your grandfather!"

After saying that, Han Yang raised his hand and slapped the Dust Lake Corpse Sect Master hard across the face!

After that slap, Han Yang felt incredibly refreshed!

After slapping him, he threw his head back and laughed loudly!

"Haha? Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The more they laugh, the more unrestrained and exaggerated they become!

The more it laughed, the stronger the little golden corpse's bloodthirsty and ferocious aura became!

A perfectly healthy person, but now it looks like they're going crazy!

However, Yang Ning, standing on the other side of the storm behind Han Yang, nodded in satisfaction.

"Geniuses are supposed to be a little crazy, right?"

A moment later.

When Han Yang carried Liu Ba's chair back to Yang Ning's side, he still had a crazy smile on his face.

But his attitude returned to its previous extremely respectful state.

Han Yang carefully placed the chair behind Yang Ning and said with a smile, "Here's the chair you wanted."

His voice was trembling.

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