The two forces of divine power met in midair.
At the instant of collision, the two masses of light pierced, overlapped, and canceled each other out at the point of contact.
They were like two rivers flowing in opposite directions, converging in the same riverbed before each dissipated.
It lasted roughly three breaths.
Then the dark red light began to shatter. From the center to the edges, from within to without!
The phantoms of the Four Fiends vanished one by one amid the shattering light.
Taotie disappeared first, then Taowu, then Hundun, and finally Qiongqi. Each time a phantom vanished, a patch of dark red markings on Di Tian's body shattered.
Qi Wu's light continued to advance.
It passed through the shattered dark red region, through the lingering shadows of the Four Fiends, through the right arm Di Tian had thrust forward, and struck the center of his chest.
Soundless. Colorless. Traceless. Like a nonexistent patch of light falling upon a nonexistent place.
Di Tian's body froze for a breath. He lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
A hollow like a black hole had already been punched through it.
He knew it was over.
He slowly withdrew his right arm. As he did, the dark red markings peeled away layer by layer, like ashes scattered by the wind.
The entire shell of his Heavenly Dharma Manifestation began disintegrating from the soles of his feet upward, from his ankles to his knees, from his knees to his waist, and from his waist to his chest.
The disintegration was slow, but irreversible.
Every fragment of the shell turned to dust in midair after breaking free, dissolving into the night wind.
Di Tian's figure kept shrinking as it disintegrated, from a thousand feet to a hundred, then from a hundred feet