An incense stick's time.
Neither long nor short.
But for the Emperor Realm, where even a nap might be measured in centuries or millennia, an incense stick's time is absurdly short.
In a false battle of emperors, even if the heavens collapsed and the earth split, there might not be an Emperor Realm's fall.
In a real emperor's battle, three died in just the time of one incense stick.
Jin Shi kept gasping: "The Blue Giant Jellyfish, it's terrifying."
"Stop gasping, you'll be responsible if Earth warms up."
"???"
Great Emperor Jin Shi couldn't understand what Sikong Jiu was talking about.
In fact, Sikong Jiu, who was rambling, didn't know what he was saying either, speaking mindlessly.
He never expected that several enemies, entangled in hatred through a cycle of reincarnation, would die before him in such an unacceptable manner.
Clearly it should have been him torturing these enemies for a million years before letting them die in despair.
But this...
