In the space, Song Zhong's clone that was fighting the Dragon God looked wretched to the extreme.
His left arm had already been severed at the shoulder. The stump was not a mangled mess of flesh and blood, but had been eroded by an incomparably tyrannical dragon law; in his current state, he could not even regenerate the slightest bit of flesh.
Across his chest, a claw mark deep enough to reveal bone ran from his left shoulder all the way to his right abdomen, almost splitting him open from breast to belly.
"Human Race, you truly disgust this god."
A cold glint appeared in the Dragon God's eyes, which were like two rounds of blazing golden suns. His ten-thousand-zhang dragon body, formed from the laws of chaos, merely moved slightly, and the entire law space shook violently.
The next moment, he abruptly opened his enormous mouth, and a destructive pillar of light containing the dragon's origin source, like a heavenly river bursting its banks, thunderously spewed toward Song Zhong's clone, who was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
Wherever the pillar of light passed, the laws of space were instantly vaporized, and the laws of time froze because of it.
Song Zhong's clone had the pure aura of destruction reflected in his eyes as it drew ever closer. The aura inside his body circulated at high speed. He had no other choice now; he could only endure as much as possible, then wait for his two clones to destroy that weakest Crystal God and come to reinforce him.
The Crystal God looked somewhat similar to certain races Song Zhong had seen before. He seemed to have a body condensed from crystal-like crystalline matter, and within that body, strands of golden threads could be seen, as if