Killing to Steal Treasures

The call was like a demonic chant pouring into his ears, instinctively filling Zhang Yuanqing with worry and anxiety, as though the one trapped inside the coffin was a beloved relative or sworn brother.

The yin corpse standing before the glass wall instinctively took several steps forward, raising its fist into an attacking stance.

The raised fist suddenly froze. Clarity returned to Zhang Yuanqing's eyes as he snapped:

"Not bad. It can even affect me."

He was a peak Level 6 Illusionist, most skilled at controlling emotions. A Night Wanderer's spirit body was powerful and equally proficient in illusions. Even with those two classes combined, he had nearly fallen for the Buddhist corpse's trick.

"You were hypnotized?" Based on the yin corpse's movements, Princess Yinyao inferred what Yuanshi Tianzun had experienced.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. "The Buddhist corpse inside is a little sinister. It almost affected me."

As for why it had accurately called out the ID "Yuanshi Tianzun," mental spells often drew upon one's own mind. Forget Yuanshi Tianzun—he might even have heard Zhang Yuanqing instead.

Looking at it another way, hearing Yuanshi Tianzun rather than Zhang Yuanqing meant that the Buddhist corpse could not affect the deepest part of his mind.

Princess Yinyao nodded, propping her chin on her little megaphone. "It's a bit dangerous. I suggest we don't provoke it for now."

As if you needed to tell me. Zhang Yuanqing controlled the yin corpse to lead the way and continued onward.

After gaining a preliminary understanding of the artifacts' condition, the two of them avoided touching the display cases and quickened their pace. After walking for roughly fifteen minutes, they finally saw a stairway ahead.

That smooth? Zhang Yuanqing stopped from a distance away and controlled the yin corpse to continue forward.

The Night Wanderer's advantage was