A Mutual Defeat

"How is this possible?"

Shade Demon Zhu Wushou sent Tang Xiu flying with a punch, disbelief filling his eyes. Victory was just inches away from him, yet it had turned into such a miserable outcome in the end. Not only had three of the six Supremes he had brought perished, but there was even a chance of him dying in this battle.

"It's all or nothing now!"

A cold glint appeared in Shade Demon Zhu Wushou's eyes. His immortal soul flew out of his body and appeared five hundred kilometers away almost instantaneously. Even the numerous multi-colored lines that spanned across the void couldn't obstruct him from escaping that far.

"Detonate!" Shade Demon Zhu Wushou yelled frantically, and following that, his body exploded with a loud bang. Although the force of the explosion wasn't as deadly as an immortal soul's detonation, it had blown Tang Xiu away momentarily.