Chapter 3106

With a supreme deity like Yan Xizhong present, the entities drawn to the area gradually dared not approach.

However, the scent of the Soul Child was as irresistible as Tang Monk’s flesh, attracting them like moths to a flame. One by one, they came subconsciously.

Many among them possessed low cultivation levels, yet they arrived with the hope of scavenging a lucky find. Naturally, this crowd also included formidable vengeful spirits, lured by the same allure.

When the first vengeful spirit appeared, Yan Xizhong lowered the book in his hand and looked at it. "You are one of the fish that slipped through the net of the Yanluo Realm. Honestly, instead of hiding, you delivered yourself to my door. I have never met such an interesting vengeful spirit."

The vengeful spirit’s red eyes revealed a fierce glare, but its pale face showed a hint of fear.

The aura emanating from Yan Xizhong steadily suppressed its hostility. No matter how powerful a vengeful spirit it was, how could it compare to a Yin God?

"Soul Child… delicious." The vengeful spirit spoke, its voice stuttering.

Yan Xizhong raised an eyebrow. "I know the Soul Child is like Tang Monk’s flesh to you vengeful spirits. But with this Young Master here, are you sure you can eat it?"

"Move aside." The vengeful spirit grew bold. It knew that consuming the Soul Child would allow it to cultivate a physical form, becoming a Soul Cultivator.

Of course, this type of Soul Cultivator was entirely different from those in the Yanluo Realm. The karmic debt for such cultivation was immense, and the heavenly tribulations upon future ascension would be far more powerful.

Yet, evil spirits were still instinctively drawn to the scent of the Soul Child.

Yan Xizhong sneered coldly. "Say that again. What did you say to this Young Master?"

As he spoke, his oppressive aura exploded instantly. In a moment, the surrounding spirits, including the vengeful spirit before him, were crushed until they could barely breathe.

"Daring to act recklessly in front of this Young Master? Who gave you the courage?" Yan Xizhong laughed coldly.

"Let go… Soul Child… fragrant." The vengeful spirit struggled.

Indeed, the charm of Tang Monk’s flesh was beyond the understanding of ordinary mortals. Yan Xizhong felt no particular emotion toward the vengeful spirit. He simply reached out, his hand instantly transforming into a giant palm. He grabbed the evil spirit and squeezed lightly.

Instantly, the vengeful spirit let out a shriek, which cut off abruptly. It was clearly soul-scattered and destroyed.

Yan Xizhong swept his cold gaze across the scene and waved his hand. All the spirits present vanished instantly.

Naturally, this was only a temporary phenomenon. As time passed and the moon slowly rose, moving toward the center of the sky, the surrounding entities seemed to multiply. Thousands upon thousands arrived, drawn by the increasingly potent scent of the Soul Child.

Yan Xizhong knew that as the Soul Child’s birth approached midnight, the scent would reach its peak. At that time, it might not only attract vengeful spirits but also mountain demons, spirits, and even zombies.

Yan Xizhong sighed and threw out spirit stones. To prevent any contingencies, he first set up a protective formation around the area. At the very least, it could keep vengeful spirits and mountain demons from entering.

Of course, Yan Xizhong still trusted his own strength. Blocking these monsters was not particularly difficult for him.

However, even the wise may make a mistake. To be safe, setting up a protective formation was the better choice.

It had to be said that Yan Xizhong was thorough in his thinking. After all, the creatures attracted were all monsters intent on devouring the Soul Child, none of them possessing any goodwill.

Then, Yan Xizhong seemed to remember something and began setting up another formation. If there was a protective formation, there should naturally be a killing formation as well.

If this killing formation could destroy these monsters, it would actually be a very good thing.

Of course, Yan Xizhong would never admit that he simply came up with this idea because he was too lazy to fight manually.

Fortunately, he had learned a little about formations from his mother, so setting up a simple killing formation was within his ability.

After all, he was only dealing with some ordinary spirits and demons of the mortal realm. These simple, common killing formations were more than sufficient.

Time slowly passed, and the temperature gradually dropped.

Although the season was not yet cold, the current temperature felt as if it had dropped below zero.

The surrounding air seemed to condense slowly, and the fog grew heavier.

In just a few minutes, the visible world became a vast expanse of white. Nothing else could be seen. One could not even see their own five fingers clearly. If not for knowing their hands were still there, one might suspect they had fallen off.

Yan Xizhong narrowed his eyes slightly, a purple light flashing within them. This white fog posed no obstacle to him. Especially with his powerful divine sense, he could still see everything around him clearly.

The surrounding spirits seemed to be increasing in number, with all kinds of strange forms. Most of these spirits were wandering in the mortal realm because they had died unjustly and could not find the path to the Yanluo Realm. If not for the aura of the Soul Child attracting them, they might not have known where to drift. Of course, their final fate would likely be to turn into dust in the heavens and earth.

Now, the aura of the Soul Child had gathered them all here. If an ordinary Heavenly Master saw this, it would be troublesome. But as the Young Master of the Yan Palace, Yan Xizhong found it very simple to handle these wandering souls.

With a wave of his hand, he sent these ordinary wandering souls directly to the Yanluo Realm. Once they arrived, Yin Messengers would naturally guide them to complete the relevant procedures.

What remained were the vengeful spirits with some cultivation, mountain demons, spirits, and zombies.

Yes, all four types appeared at this moment.

The appearance of vengeful spirits, mountain demons, and spirits was within Yan Xizhong’s expectations. However, he had not expected that zombies still existed in this world.

Fortunately, there were not many zombies—only one. Its age was not great, only about a hundred years old.

If it were a zombie over five hundred years old, all living things around it would become dead spirits. A hundred-year-old zombie did not have such power, but its danger was still significant. At least, the flowers, grass, and trees around the zombie had already begun to wither.

The birth of a zombie was not simple. It was not as described in spirit projection and movies, where a zombie appears simply because moonlight shines on it or a black cat jumps over it.

First, when a person dies, the last breath they absorb is death energy. While alive, a person is supported by a breath. When they die, this breath is exhaled. This is common knowledge.

However, if a person inhales a breath of death energy at the moment of death, this death energy changes the entire constitution of the corpse. This prevents the body from achieving true death, putting it into a state of false life. As long as the body can move, the soul cannot leave it. Thus, the soul must support the body’s actions. Although the movements are stiff, this is the only way it can "live."

Moreover, because the body needs to move, it requires food. And the things it eats will be different from those of normal people.