“Linley Baruch?” Odin immediately knew who this person was. Linley’s reputation in the Yulan continent was simply too great. In terms of status, he was on a higher level than even the War God and the High Priest had been on in the past. After all, Linley’s accomplishments were simply too legendary.
Odin’s face was ashen, and he stared fixedly at Linley, grinding out one word at a time, “You dare to come!”
“If I don’t come, how am I going to kill you?” Linley’s voice was like ice.
“Ha..haha…” Odin laughed from sheer rage.
The deaths of his brother and his son had caused Odin’s rage to rise to the heavens. In addition, he knew what Linley had accomplished. Nearly two thousand years ago, Linley had just become a Deity. As Odin saw it, no matter how great a genius Linley was, he would at most be able to become a Highgod. To fuse profound mysteries?
That wasn’t something that could be done in such a short period of time.