In the Second Space where the Dragon God was.
A shockwave visible to the naked eye, with Song Zhong's Ninth Clone at the center of the explosion as its point of origin, surged out in every direction.
Wherever the shockwave passed, the void shattered inch by inch like glass. The power of the self-detonation was so terrifying that even the flow of time and space itself were affected, turning chaotic and disorderly.
Amid ear-piercing explosions, in an instant, his enormous body was forced back uncontrollably by the impact, flying backward.
He had already been injured by the self-detonation of another of Song Zhong's clones, and now he had been hurt by another explosion. The scales on his body had not fully recovered.
Those dragon scales were his most important defense, and they were not something that could recover in a short while.
Large areas of his body had no protection from dragon scales, and that terrifying power even tore straight through his flesh and rushed into his body.
For a time, golden divine blood scattered like a waterfall.
The Dragon God's aura also became extremely weak. He had been injured by Song Zhong's self-detonations twice in succession, and even he could barely withstand it.
"Damn it. Why? Why does this Song Zhong keep coming to self-detonate at me? No, I can't let Song Zhong enter this place again. I have to leave as soon as possible."
The Dragon God reacted quickly. He had won, which meant he could also leave this space. If he did not leave, and another of Song Zhong's clones came in after a while, what then?
Endure another self-detonation?
In his current state, he truly might not be able to withstand another of Song Zhong's self-detonations.
If Song Zhong self-detonated one more time, then even if