The Dragon Celestial Master and Tiger Celestial Master saw Lin Zhenghui looking around apprehensively and knew he was afraid of these living dead Tomb Guardians.
They couldn't help but chuckle and say to him, "Disciple, you've watched too many movies. They are not zombies. To put it simply, the Spirit Talismans on their foreheads are mystical objects that are keeping them clinging to their last breath."
"Who knows if after sleeping for so many years, they will lose their sanity or have inner demons." Lin Zhenghui, also a cultivator, understood this point well.
Could creatures that haven't died for hundreds or thousands of years guarantee they have no problems?
"This..." Faced with Lin Zhenghui's question, they found themselves at a loss for an explanation.
They were Heavenly Masters, and everyone could have inner demons.
"Alright, we will protect you here." He knew that if he didn't stay there, Lin Zhenghui would not feel at ease to comprehend here.
