At the peak of the small mountain, Yin Qi enveloped the area. The trees in the forest were still lush and verdant.
In the tomb, Yang Yi's body was surrounded by circles of white light, causing Little Beastie's body to turn white. The moment Little Beastie's body was enveloped by the white light, her body began to tremble. It trembled. That was a pressure that belonged to a level much higher than his.
The light continued to spread, and the entire tomb was brightly lit, as if it was illuminated by a lamp.
Yang Yi's body was changing. The blood essence of the zombies had been completely refined and absorbed by Yang Yi.
His dantian had already turned into a vast expanse of white. His entire organs could be seen clearly, and he could see every single one of them clearly.
Yin Qi and resentment continuously entered his body. When the Yin Qi and resentment entered his body, they began to change along with the white light. They turned white and then fused into every part of his body.
All of his cells were cheering and crazily absorbing the white mist that was constantly pouring into his body.
He slowly opened his eyes. In his eye sockets, the black pupils had turned white, so white that it was scary. There was no black pupils in them, but there was no zombie aura on his body. Other than the fact that he was not breathing, he looked like a person.
White-eyed Zombie. Yes, it was a White-eyed Zombie. Yang Yi had become a White-eyed Zombie now. He was no longer afraid of the sun and could walk under the scorching sun. Moreover, he no longer had the aura of a zombie.
As long as he didn't expose his zombie aura, even a highly skilled Taoist priest wouldn't notice that he was a zombie.
Little Beastie's body trembled continuously as it endured the pressure emitted by Yang Yi. She was trembling and could not move her body. She felt that her body could not withstand Yang Yi's pressure. She could only slowly open her beautiful eyes. Her beautiful eyes were filled with excitement and fear. She knew that Yang Yi had evolved into a white-eyed zombie, but she did not know why Yang Yi had evolved so quickly. However, he had indeed become a white-eyed zombie.
Her beautiful eyes revealed a look of fear and excitement. She was afraid because Yang Yi was a powerful expert, but excited because Yang Yi was her boss. After Yang Yi became an White-eyed Zombie, he could be said to be a very powerful existence in this world.
Yang Yi's eyes gradually turned black, and the entire tomb began to darken. When his eyes turned completely black, the light in the tomb also disappeared, and it completely returned to its original appearance.
"Phew!" Yang Yi exhaled a mouthful of white mist.
As the white light disappeared, Little Beastie turned its head and looked at Yang Yi's handsome profile with an incredulous expression. It stared at Yang Yi without blinking.
Only then did Yang Yi realize that the moment he evolved into a zombie, the pressure covered the entire tomb, causing it to be unable to differentiate between friend and foe. Little Beastie must have suffered a lot of pressure!
Yang Yi said apologetically," You must have been under a lot of pressure just now!”
"No, I'm fine. Boss, did you evolve again?”Her intuition told her that Yang Yi had evolved, but she still wanted him to say it out loud, so she looked at him with an excited expression.
Yang Yi stood up and said slowly," Yes! It had already evolved. Now, it had the whites of its eyes. It could walk under the sun and hide the aura of a zombie.”
It was the wish of every zombie to walk under the sun. However, they knew that it would take them 600 years to become a zombie to fulfill this wish. Of course, it might not take that long to obtain some lucky encounters, but it would still take 200 to 300 years.
Although every zombie had eternal life, when they evolved from an ordinary zombie to a black-eyed zombie, they would suffer a lightning tribulation. The lightning tribulation was not something that any zombie could survive, so many zombies died at the moment of evolution.
If they really passed the lightning tribulation, it would take another 500 years. However, how many zombies could survive in these 500 years? Obviously, there were not many of them. Those who could truly become white-eyed zombies were all powerful existences.
As long as they became White-Eyed Zombies, ordinary zombies could walk under the sun and hide their zombie aura as long as they obtained a drop of White-Eyed Zombies 'blood.
However, when ordinary zombies obtained the blood essence of the White-Eyed Zombie, they would not dare to walk under the scorching sun. No matter how hard they hid their aura, their zombie appearance would never change unless they really evolved to Black-Eyed. Moreover, after evolving to Black-Eyed, they would have to cultivate for many years before they could return to their human appearance.
Therefore, no one would see zombies during the day unless they had white eyes. No one could tell if they were zombies or humans because white-eyed zombies hid their aura when they walked under the sun. At that time, they were exactly like humans.
Little Beastie revealed an envious look and slowly stood up.
Yang Yi extended his right hand. Then, four centimeters long nails grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then Yang Yi stretched them out. He used his left hand and used his right fingernail to gently scratch the finger of his left hand.
In an instant, fresh blood seeped out of his finger. He bent his index finger and flicked it lightly, throwing a drop of blood into the air.
"As long as you drink it, you can walk under the sun and not be afraid of the sun.”
Little Beastie immediately went forward and opened its small mouth. Immediately, fresh blood fell into her mouth.
In this world, no matter how powerful zombies were, they could not dominate the world because there were too many humans. There were too many humans, so zombies were monsters. If zombies dominated the world, then humans would be monsters.
He retracted his finger and the wound on his finger immediately healed. Yang Yi looked at Little Beastie with a smile. Although Little Beastie already had a mind, its mind was not very developed. It was as innocent as a twelve or thirteen year old girl and listened to Yang Yi's words.
"Where is the general?" Yang Yi looked at Little Beastie and said.
Little Beastie looked surprised and said," Boss, are we going to find the general? Generals are red-eyed zombies! Aren't you afraid that he will…"
"I know that. The greater the risk, the higher the income. How would we know if we don't try?”
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