Overall, she had accepted the cute little girl.
To almost everyone, Ye Qian's charm was absurdly overwhelming.
Her gaze returned to the spacetime she had just entered.
Miss B60 sensed a certain danger.
The stone man shaman began his ritual again.
Like his previous spirit dance, this one was far more solemn. He was alone in the room, half-kneeling on the ground with a grave expression, both hands tightly gripping his staff and his eyes shut.
Mysterious power descended. At that instant, Miss B60 felt an eerie energy shrouding her head.
"So oppressive."
There was clearly nothing there, yet she experienced the suppression of some higher rank.
Yes, this pressure came from the world itself. It seemed to be the crushing force brought upon her by some existence too powerful to describe.
If so, then behind this pressure was most likely... the world's ruler?
As the strongest beings in a world, rulers possessed absolute control within the spacetimes under their command. They were the gods here, invincible existences.
"Forget it. I'll leave."
Feeling that this opponent could lock onto her at any time, Miss B60 had no intention of wasting time here. She directly teleported out of that spacetime.
When she reappeared, she was already in some worthless Uninhabited World.
"So I really was locked on."
For powerful rulers, choosing an Uninhabited World was not actually a very good solution. The moment the other side entered that world, they would be able to tell that the spacetime had no inhabitants.
If there were local natives, she could at least deceive them.
But there was one drawback to that: once war broke out, the natives would suffer.
Ye Qian was cruel to her enemies, but once someone joined her camp, she would not casually send them to their deaths.
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