The voting was completed quickly. Di yihong clicked to check, and every vote was for 1. Not a single god had voted for 2.
Di yihong immediately announced the results.
"Looks like everyone wants to see it after all. I'll go give the orders now," Di yihong said with a smile.
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": Just as I expected, everyone voted for 1.
"Source of Life A Yin": Thanks for your hard work, streamer.
User "Source of Life A Yin" sent a gift: "Source of Life Divine Sense" ×6888
User "Nine-Colored Ning Rongrong" sent a gift: "Nine Color Divine Sense" ×4888
User "Fire God Ma Hongjun" sent a gift: "Fire God Divine Sense" ×3666
After exiting the Livestream Room, Di yihong instructed them—
"Don't spare their heads either. Smash them hard. That'll make it more entertaining."
Upon hearing this, Tai Nuo and Tai Long paused briefly before raising the hammers in their hands again.
They swung directly at Tang Hao and Tang San's heads.
Their hard heads let out a dull thud as the hammers came down.
After more than a dozen consecutive strikes, their heads finally began to dent slightly.
This was enough to show just how hard their heads were.
Tai Nuo and Tai Long kept hammering away at their heads, clearly intending to flatten their skulls.
Even Titan could barely bear to watch.
He had not expected Di yihong, despite his young age, to be so ruthless.
His temperament was nothing like what someone his age should have possessed, displaying a maturity far beyond his years.
Soon, the number of strikes reached over one hundred ninety.
By then, Tang San's skull had caved in deeply, looking as though it might burst apart at any moment.
The sight made A Yin, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, who stood