Uncle Jiu: My True Yang Power Can No Longer Be Suppressed

Chen Xiaobao traveled to Yizhuang in the Republic of China and worked as a handyman for three years. The merit system was a decoration and he couldn't even defeat a little devil. Everyone laughed at him, even Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed. Until that night, when the evil spirit demanded his life, at the critical moment of life and death, the power of the True Yang that had been dormant for three years burst out in his body! The blazing red light protects against all evil, and the evil ghost screams and disappears into ashes. Uncle Jiu, who was secretly protecting outside the door, was dumbfounded on the spot: "This is... A Celestial Yang Body that is rare to see in a thousand years?!" From that day on, there was one less handyman sweeping the floors in Yi Zhuang, and there was one more Zhiyang Heavenly Master who made hundreds of ghosts cry at night. When the century-old Zombie King was born and the world was in chaos, the boy who had been despised by everyone slowly raised his golden palm. "Under the true sun, everything is ashes."