The raging flames completely engulfed Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
Every tongue of flame carried a terrifying heat capable of vaporizing steel.
Jigen's body floated within the pillar of fire. His skin instantly blistered, split, and charred, the overlapping wounds covered by fresh burns before they could heal.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's will still struggled, seeking to summon the power of Karma and absorb every last bit of the ferocious flames before him.
But the instant the flames licked his outstretched palm, his fingertips melted like wax, exposing stark white finger bones. Then even those bones shattered into ash.
His pupils contracted sharply from the excruciating pain.
Isshiki had never experienced pain like this.
As a member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, he had devoured countless planets during his long interstellar journeys and fought countless battles. Their bodies were extraordinarily resilient, all but indestructible.
Yet now, these flames seemed to exist specifically to burn gods to nothing, dismantling his flesh inch by inch and stripping away his sinews layer by layer.
"Aaaaargh!"
A hoarse, desperate howl spilled from Jigen's mouth.
His voice sounded pitifully insignificant amid the roar of the flames.
No, I can't take this!
Isshiki knew perfectly well that Jigen's body had already been on the verge of collapse, and now such powerful flames were burning it relentlessly.
This body can't be saved!
I have to abandon it!
I have to reincarnate now!
Otherwise, I'm finished!
In the distance, the rubble of the remaining rock wall shifted with a clatter, and a hand reached out of the wreckage.
Momoshiki Otsutsuki struggled to drag half his body out of the rubble, his head and face covered in dust and blood.
The first thing he saw was Isshiki, engulfed in flames high in the distant sky.
His lips trembled, and the streaks of blood on his