377. Withering and Rot

Outside the battlefield, Li Youyou cried out. As a professional streamer, though the scene had left her at a loss for words and she had no idea how to describe such a world-shattering sight—after all, while she had seen Divine Power Realm cultivators before, she had never seen footage of Divine Power Realm cultivators fighting.

It was far too terrifying.

It was not merely a mountain, but entire mountain ranges vanishing in an instant. It was not merely being broken apart—at the very moment they broke, they exploded again. The land itself was scraped away several yards deep, leaving one enormous crater after another.

If they fought a battle like this in the Mortal Realm, who knew how many people would die.

After being stunned for a moment, she swiftly recovered. Relying on her astonishing ability to improvise, along with her own research and understanding of cultivation, she more or less caught up with the pace. At the very least, she would not be left speechless.

As a reporter, she could be shocked. She could be awestruck. But she absolutely could not stand there gaping like an ordinary viewer.

That would not live up to her professional standards!!

She began explaining nonstop. Though much of it was speculation and uncertainty, she made it sound vivid and exhilarating, her words as sharp as blades and spears.

However, at the instant Li Su's ultimate move collided with the Golden Cicada's, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada vibrated its fourth pair of wings and paused for the first time, allowing everyone to clearly see its bizarre, vicious appearance. Li Youyou suddenly grew tense and cried out.

"Not good! The Tyrant has been ambushed! Those damned demonfolk have no martial virtue!!!"

In an instant, everyone listening to the stream froze. Zhu Shuai, who was present, and