A few seconds passed.
Cheng Han sensed something and looked up at the cloudless Firmament.
Through a Mysterious and profound wonderful perception, he instinctively knew that the six Supreme God powerhouses had already clashed with the Twelfth Calamity in the fiercest possible confrontation.
And battles between super powerhouses often required only a very short time to determine victory, defeat, life, or death.
Sure enough.
The stars flashed once more.
Like a dutiful livestream host, the Gluttonous Big Shot sent over a second live feed of the super Divine War.
Compared to the last one.
This footage was not as grand in scale.
Yet its contents were even more shocking.
As far as the eye could see.
The surfaces of two colossal mountains over thirty thousand kilometers tall had become riddled with holes. One of the giant peaks had even lost a section of its summit.
This was undoubtedly the Twelfth Calamity's handiwork.
Even the manifested forms of True Divine Artifacts had been mangled like this by the power of devouring. One could imagine that the two Iron Stone Monster Clan Supreme Gods had not fared well either.
They had most likely suffered serious injuries.
The four God Emperors of the Myriad Heavens Race were not much better off.
The vast Reaching Heaven Star River had been severed into two from the middle, while the countless stars within its waters had visibly dimmed considerably.
The snowflakes that had nearly blanketed the Void only moments ago had thinned by at least half.
The Breath of Silent Extinction unleashed by His Majesty the Quiet Emperor, along with the several thousand Divine Talismans commanded by His Majesty the Rune Emperor, had disappeared without a trace.
Cheng Han could not help but sigh. "After planning so carefully for so long, and after His Majesty the