Although Dong Lingzi was lying on the ground, few members of the ranged group dared to launch an attack. They had all witnessed Dong Lingzi's ferocity just moments ago. They were afraid that if they drew his hatred towards themselves, they would be instantly killed.
They also had to avoid the attacks from the Wolf Spirit. At such times, survival was definitely the priority.
The martial monk, already acting as a tank, couldn't withstand a few hits. Those who played as ranged characters were mostly cautious and timid players who dared not risk themselves.
Each of them, bow drawn and arrow ready, was hesitant to make the first move.
And the people from groups five, six, seven, and eight were busily brawling with the few remaining little monsters, pretending to be too occupied to help. A few bold ones ran over to provide support but only dared to launch attacks toward Chi Mei Jian, giving the massive white wolf a wide berth.