Compared to kneeling, Zhang Ze prefers squatting.
So when that aura descended, he directly crouched down next to Maomao, adopting a squat-and-cover defensive mode.
However, such cover and evasive techniques were utterly useless in front of the super long-range attack from the Old Ascender, who was at the pinnacle of this world.
Ms. Mo's Sword Intent, devoid of killing intent yet equally emotionless, gently swept past Maomao's fur and shattered the space around Zhang Ze.
The concept of distance was erased in an instant.
Even though Maomao was right next to him, it felt like it was thousands of miles away.
This sense of anomaly began to spread from Zhang Ze, engulfing the entire Thousand Mechanism Pavilion cafeteria.
This spatial distortion affected everyone's Divine Sense.
Although the plate was right in front of them, no matter how they reached out, they couldn't touch it, and the bubbles rising from the kitchen pot seemed to explode in their minds.
