Twelve fist imprints against three—whose momentum was greater was obvious at a glance.
The three Moth Demon Race Demon Venerables had indeed erupted with terrifying power, but at this moment, they were completely overwhelmed by the momentum erupting from the Blood God Clone's side.
It had to be admitted that when it came to sheer momentum, the Blood God Clone had never lost.
Even if his realm was inferior, he had to make his presence felt.
That was called losing the man but not the formation.
No, that was not quite right. The Blood God Clone's strength might not necessarily be inferior to those Lower Demon Venerable Level beings.
When the two sides clashed, he was not the least bit intimidated.
As the Darkness Breeds of every race watched this scene, shock filled their eyes, and their emotions were simply beyond description.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The next instant, both sides' attacks crossed the void and collided with a thunderous crash, like black meteors smashing into blood-red meteors.
Violent Roaring Sounds immediately echoed in all directions, lingering for a long time.
Dazzling blood-red and black light erupted simultaneously, spreading through the void and concealing that entire region.
From outside, everyone could only see the instant of the collision. After that, everything was completely swallowed by the violent Roaring Sounds and blinding light.
Terrifying energy then swept out, battering space and tearing one savage crack after another through the void.
All the Darkness Breeds present were incomparably shocked and found it utterly unbelievable.
The direct clash between the Blood God Clone and the three Lower Demon Venerables of the Moth Demon Race had actually produced such a result.
An even match?!
He could block that? That was far too outrageous!
One had to know that the three Lower Demon Venerable Level beings