Odin had no intention of letting the Ancient One save face.
That old fox.
She had screwed him over plenty of times before!
Damn it, just how much had that brat Zhang Yang taken from Asgard's treasury under her protection? Huh?
"Ancient One, we're both getting old. You might as well step down," Odin continued to prod her.
Now the Ancient One was displeased.
She seemed unwilling to hold out any longer.
She raised her hand, channeled the magical energy within her, and struck toward Zhang Yang from a distance.
An invisible wave of mental power reached into Zhang Yang's consciousness.
It looked like an attack, but it was actually just a friendly reminder from the Ancient One.
A reminder that it was time for Zhang Yang to wake up.
If you don't wake up now...
I won't be able to fucking hold on either.
Sure enough, after the Ancient One delivered that strike, Zhang Yang's eyes snapped open.
The air rushed back in an instant.
Boom—
In that instant, all of Kamar-Taj went from rising to falling.
In the blink of an eye, it came down with a tremendous crash.
Zhang Yang withdrew his mental power at once, and it vanished from Kamar-Taj.
Freed from the restraint, Odin used his divine power to land firmly on the ground. Wong and Mordo, however, had no warning at all.
They hit the ground with a thud.
"Master." Opening his eyes, Zhang Yang first bowed to the Ancient One. Then he seemed to notice Wong, Mordo, and Odin, and his gaze grew puzzled.
"Senior Brother, God-King, Wong, what are you doing here?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.
And...
Wong and Mordo were in rather strange positions.
"Why are you lying on the ground?" Zhang Yang asked, bewildered.
Wait.
Only after saying that