The fall of the Eighth Calamity signified that this war was nearing its end.
The Calamity Insect Swarms across every battlefield began a full retreat, and much of the grayish-white haze permeating the void dispersed along with them.
Half a day later.
This Super War finally came to an end.
The various regions around the Saint Banyan Sky Sphere roughly returned to peace.
Although a small number of Calamity Worms still scurried about everywhere, they could not alter the overall situation.
At this moment.
Cheng Han stood atop a Divine Vine, quietly observing the void.
As a Saint Banyan Envoy, he could clearly sense that the Divine Banyan's power had noticeably weakened.
It was like a burly man who had fiercely fought an enemy, expending tremendous energy and ending up weak in both hands and legs.
For such a man, one good night's rest would be enough to fully recover his strength.
The Divine Banyan was just such a burly man.
Only, the time the Divine Banyan required was not one night, but measured in decades.
Thinking one step deeper.
Would the Epoch Calamity give the Divine Banyan enough time?
How long would it be before the next Super War erupted? Merely considering it gave Cheng Han a chill down his spine.
An unprecedented sense of urgency filled his heart.
He had to advance to God Monarch as quickly as possible!
Just then.
Cheng Han felt the wooden seal in his robes—the token of a Saint Banyan Envoy—suddenly tremble.
A brilliant green radiance emerged from thin air, forming a halo around him as his figure gradually blurred.
A moment later.
The halo vanished.
Cheng Han had disappeared as well.
Not far away.
Black Tower God General immediately noticed this scene and could not help smacking his lips enviously.
One look