Chapter 1067: The Heritage Appears (1/2)

Lu Yun wasn’t the least bit surprised that there were ghouls here. Places such as ancient battlefields or burial pits of millions of souls were natural breeding grounds for ghouls.

In certain respects, ghouls were a kind of zombie, but they were also very different. They preferred yin energy and feared the yang, possessed very little intelligence, were as cowardly as mice, and very rarely attacked the living.

Thus, a sight like thousands of them chasing You Huoran was one to behold.

The ghouls within the Tomb of Heaven and Earth would remain ghouls within the chaos, they wouldn’t change on a fundamental level. There must be something inside the yellowish fetid air controlling the horde of ghouls and agitating these ordinarily fearful creatures.

……

You Huoran scrabbled and tumbled his way to Ying Luo and reached out to hug her legs, but she lifted her foot and kicked him out of the way.

He crashed heavily to the side and looked blearily at the others around him.

“You blithering idiot!” Wei Yuan was about to spit fire from his eyes. Not only had the fool attracted a large sum of ghouls to their location, he’d even wanted to use the situation to feel up Ying Luo!

Wei Yuan wanted to throw him right back into the horde, but it was too late to do anything now. Several thousand ghouls were upon them.

“Ying Luo, cold air!” Lu Yun suddenly roared.

“Okay!” The girl lit up when she heard the command. There were still plenty of realm monster core fragments in her storage treasure.

She waved a hand without skipping a beat and summoned the pile of shards as a river of frigid air, surrounding herself and Lu Yun. Wang Shu, Wei You, and You Huoran shivered uncontrollably when the arctic flow appeared, trembling and freezing in its wake.

The ghouls charging them instantly slowed down; those at the forefront froze over as ice sculptures and toppled to the ground. That gradually brought the horde of ghouls to a halt.

“Zombies are afraid of the cold?!” Wang Shu’s eyes gleamed.

“Zombies aren’t afraid of the cold.” Ying Luo looked at Wang Shu. “These ghouls are afraid of the cold.”

“Aren’t ghouls a type of zombie? So why are zombies indifferent to cold and ghouls afraid?” Wang Shu argued back. He was the young lord of Burgeon Palace and possessed uncommon knowledge of the realm. Of course he recognized ghouls.

Ying Luo looked at Lu Yun instead of answering him.

“Ghouls are both zombies and not zombies,” Lu Yun responded. “Zombies are formed by something with a knot of resentment in its chest. They are neither alive nor dead, living somewhere in between living and dead souls. They do not fear fire, water, cold, or flame.

“Ghouls, however, are different. They devour yin energy and are filled with it, which makes them the equivalent of a cold-blooded being. When yin energy meets with cold, they interact with each other and worsen each other’s effects. Yin energy immediately freezes over and immobilizes the ghouls.

“But, that’s the most the cold air can do. It won’t actually harm the ghouls, and once it dissipates, they’ll be able to move around again.

“Let’s go and see what’s at the origin of this gross smell. I wonder what’s manipulating these ghouls?” Two streaks of faintly golden light flashed through Lu Yun’s eyes and an image of the luopan existed for a brief moment.