A space without sky or earth, mountains and rivers, grass, trees, bamboo, or rocks; what existed within it was only nothingness and chaos.
Boom!
Accompanied by a spatial fluctuation, a one-eyed god with long white hair and beard, clad entirely in heavy golden armor, entered this space. Straddling an eight-legged divine steed, with two black crows perched on either shoulders, he held a golden spear in one hand while pressing a giant sword at his waist with the other.
This person was none other than Odin, the God-King of the Norse Mythology World.
Upon entering the space, Odin's single eye immediately noticed the hazy figure standing proudly at the center.
That person had rustic features, a tall and robust build, and wore only a coarse hemp garment on his outer body. He carried neither defensive magical treasures nor any offensive weapons.
He looked extremely ordinary; yet, there was a sense that he was right at hand and yet at the ends of the earth. His figure was hazy and illusory, as though the next moment he would instantly dissipate into nothingness.
Odin's single eye involuntarily narrowed slightly, and his body unconsciously began to adopt a defensive posture. As the King of Gods, he could clearly sense a threat emanating from the figure opposite him.
"You..."
"Are the God-King of this world?"
Hearing the words of Odin, the Norse God-King, the figure opposite him revealed a look of disdain in the corners of his eyes and said, "God-King?"
"What kind of nonsense is that?"
"I am the Ancestral Witch, Dijiang."
Having said this, Dijiang walked slowly through the void, the simple hemp garment on his body fluttering gently. As he walked, he shook his head and sighed, "You shouldn't have entered."
The Spatial Ancestral Witch Dijiang and the Norse God-King Odin