"Odin," Chu Zihang said in a deep voice.
"So he is the sovereign of the world's dark side?" A ruthless glint flashed in Bunin's eyes.
Sleipnir slowly stepped forward, its dark golden hooves leaving burning scars one after another on the ground. Odin raised his hand, and Gungnir transformed into a golden streak of light flying around him. The ancient deity drew his heavy sword, and a violent gale raged relentlessly through the corridor.
Chapter 137