World of Gods.
All the gods are gathered here.
Before launching a new war, they must first gather various information and data about this civilization.
If they don't even know their own level...
How can they attack the enemy?
On the throne, under the shroud of endless divine radiance, sits a majestic figure.
The gods below are reporting recent situations.
"Speak,"
God on the throne said indifferently, "How many strong ones above the eighth tier and fifth level can we muster?"
The gods looked at each other, for a moment even they were unsure of the intelligence.
Finally, Pure Yang Immortal Venerable Xu Changsheng stepped forward and said, "I am not sure about the other sects, but under the command of our God of Time, there were previously seventeen experts of this level!"
"But now, this data is inaccurate... Even I, as a god, do not know how many are in the sect under my command."
