Odin fell on the elevated highway, splashing billowing smoke and dust. The next second, the strong wind coming from Chu Zihang had already blown them away.

The Jingyue giant sword pierced Odin's chest and nailed him to the road. The sacred power of the remaining golden swords completely blocked Odin's possibility of escaping, and they were densely inserted into his body.

——The gods of the past have become livestock to be slaughtered today.

Just wait for Chu Zihang to make the final stroke.

"Click".

There was a soft sound, and the mask on Odin's face that looked like an abyssal whirlpool suddenly cracked. Under Lu Mingfei's intentional guidance, sixteen small swords attacked Odin's head, but they still could not kill him.

Killed with a fatal blow, the mask held everything for a short time.

Chu Zihang's blade grazing Odin's neck suddenly stopped.

With only a few millimeters missing, he could use the Murasame in his hand to cut Odin's head open and avenge his father——

But what was revealed after the mask was broken was the face of his father, Chu Tianjiao, whom he had thought about day and night, every time he swung his sword, every time he dropped his sword.
Chapter completed!