As the thirty seconds of footsteps gradually drew to an end, Zhang Yuanqing grew frantic, sweat beading on his forehead.
He did not want the team to lose anyone in this instance. Everyone present was his beloved family and closest friends. Even Xiahou Aotian, that troublesome delinquent, was one of his most trusted confidants, a companion he could fight back-to-back with.
Even taking a step back, if they lost someone at this stage, the danger of the later stages would skyrocket, and more deaths might follow.
What he wanted was not merely to clear the instance, but to do so with zero casualties.
The footsteps were about to end. Think of something, think of something... Zhang Yuanqing instinctively wanted to summon an army of Yin Corpses and have the cannon fodder take the blow for his teammates. But on second thought, the decapitation attack was not targeting enemies at random—it was being controlled by the female statue.
The female statue had thoughts and intelligence.
That meant her target would be clear. It would definitely be one of the five Masters; she would never waste such a precious opportunity on Yin Corpses.
Using Yin Corpses to take the hit had zero chance of improving their survival rate.
Who would the statue target?
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts raced as his mind worked at its limit.
To the female statue, Xiahou Aotian and Princess Yinyao posed the least threat. The former had three defensive items, while the latter was a Yin creature. Neither would be her first choice.
She would choose between me, Fu Qingyang, and Demon Eye Heavenly King.
Of the three, I have the weakest combat power, but I'm a Day Wanderer, the natural bane of Yin creatures, so there's a good chance she'll target me too.
I need to find a