At the moment, Ye Qingxuan had gained unprecedented power and was more powerful than ever.
But while he gained strength, he was also restrained by Odin's position and mission, becoming his scapegoat. No, the old musician was already destined to die, but at the moment, he was dragging Ye Qingxuan down with him.
At the moment, in Ye Qingxuan's consciousness, countless voices sounded one after another, countless desires to create constantly surged, and countless elaborate ideas gushed out like spring water.
The obsessions blended into Odin's divinity urged him, motivated him, and tugged at him, pressing him down on Odin's throne, forcing him to complete the world in Odin's stead like a puppet.
At the moment, Ye Qingxuan had replaced Odin, no, he had become Odin!
Such was the best way!
Nothing could be better!
How could the crazy idea of the nine worlds be completed by Odin alone?