Because Han Ziye and Xuanyuan Wuji had already entered the palace, Odin remained on the outskirts, as not everyone could enter the palace.
If there truly was a plot within, it would plunge everyone into passivity.
Although Odin did not enjoy the taste of passive waiting, it was the best choice for now.
As time passed second by second, Odin watched as the demonic qi around the palace grew thicker, and his brows furrowed deeper.
As the Chief God of Asgard, Odin certainly didn't see this as a good omen.
Odin paced back and forth in front of the palace, his expression somewhat uneasy.
At that moment, another tall figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Odin turned his head to look, and when he saw Satan, his face changed colors like a palette.
With a leap, Odin arrived in front of Satan.
"Satan, you actually came too,"
When Odin spoke to Satan, his expression was truly one of gritted teeth.
