Rakshasa Divine Power Rebirth, Cocoon of Destruction

A ferocious giant hand, entirely condensed from purple-black evil power and vast enough to blot out the sky, reached out from the center of the vortex. Its five fingers were hooked like claws, carrying an aura of destruction that sought to devour everything as it grabbed directly at Bibi Dong, who had only just received her reward and had yet to stabilize her aura!

The target of that giant hand was crystal clear: the newly born, pure power of laws and divinity within her, as well as the Rakshasa divine power she had accumulated herself!

"Since you wish to inherit my godhood, your divine power should naturally be Rakshasa divine power! But the current Rakshasa God is me. I will take custody of all that power!"

Bibi Dong's heart sank. She had never expected something like this to happen.

She had never imagined that rewards could actually be stolen, but even if she had known, there would have been nothing she could do.

Facing a true deity, simply having gained power gave her no means of keeping the Rakshasa God in check.

Bibi Dong felt as though she had fallen into an icy abyss!

The light of hope that had just risen was instantly snuffed out by boundless divine might and despair!

Before a true deity, her rank ninety-nine cultivation was like a candle flickering in the wind.

Before the giant hand even arrived, its terrifying pressure had nearly suffocated her and left her unable to move. She could only watch helplessly as destruction descended, her eyes filled with resentment and hatred!

"I refuse to accept this! Why?!"

Just as the Rakshasa God's giant hand was about to touch Bibi Dong, and evil clouds blanketed heaven and earth while all things withered.

Brilliant golden light pierced through the Rakshasa God's divine domain, followed by a voice carrying a faint smile.

"What luck. I only acted on a whim, wondering if I could hook a big fish, and I never expected a Rakshasa God to bite."

Crack!

A crisp sound like shattering glass came from the heart of the sky above Spirit City!

Space, like a mirror struck by an invisible force, abruptly shattered and inverted around the Pope Palace!

An enormous shadow, deeper and more immense than the Rakshasa evil clouds, as though it carried every dark side and inverse reflection of the world, silently extended from the inverted world!

The shadow's outline was indescribable. Only a pair of enormous blood-red eyes, flowing like magma and blood, slowly opened within the surging darkness. Cold and indifferent, they glanced at the arrogant giant hand of the Rakshasa God as though looking down upon dust.

The supreme shadow, Giratina, had acted from the Distortion World it ruled!

The shadow surged like a tide, like the maw of an abyss, spreading in an instant. Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, annihilated into bizarre inverted scenes that defied all reason!

That invincible giant hand of the Rakshasa God, along with the manifested vortex of evil clouds, Bibi Dong beneath it, the entire magnificent Pope Palace, and even a large section of Spirit City.

All of it was utterly swallowed by that irresistible shadow, dragged down into the abyss of the Distortion World, where crimson and dark purple intertwined and the laws were inverted!

"No! What kind of power is this?!" The Rakshasa God's terrified divine sense had barely spread out before it was abruptly crushed beneath the rules of the Distortion World!

Within its absolute home ground, Giratina's power was fully unleashed.

The Rakshasa God's avatar was like a fragile bubble. Under the impact of inverted power and shadow origin, it could not even mount a proper resistance before letting out one final shriek and collapsing with a boom!

Lu Feng looked at the Rakshasa Origin before him as his true body merged into Arceus.

All eighteen Plates shone at once, and Creator God's Light struck the Rakshasa God with perfect precision.

The Rakshasa divine power, divinity, and even a trace of origin will it carried were forcibly stripped away and suppressed.

The gap between a First-Level God and a God King was as vast as the difference between clouds and mud.

Deities still needed divine artifacts to unleash their true power, but divine beasts did not.

Their bodies themselves were their divine artifacts.

Faced with the power of a God King, Bibi Dong was equally powerless to resist.

She only felt an incomprehensible, irresistible force sweep through her body. Her newly acquired reward, the divine power accumulated through the Rakshasa God's trials, her martial soul origin, and even part of her soul imprints were all brutally extracted and stripped away!

Extreme pain and the hollow feeling of power draining away instantly drowned her. Before her vision fell into darkness, only endless coldness and emptiness remained.

As Creator God's Light shone, the rebirth ritual began.

Rakshasa divine power was reconstructed within the great power of creation.

Pure death energy, the law of destruction, evil energy essence, and that mass of silver-white pure divinity began to slowly yet forcibly merge.

The origin shadow power of the Distortion World was injected into it as a catalyst and binding agent.

A blurry, oval outline began to condense and take shape at the center of the energy vortex.

Dark purple energy gradually settled and solidified, forming a shell as hard as obsidian yet possessing a living texture. Dark red patterns resembling cracks in shattered space naturally appeared across its surface.

Silver-white divinity and law power circulated at its core, like the heartbeat of an embryo, its rhythm growing steadily clearer.

You-green Devouring and Toxic traits became a layer of living membrane along the inner wall, constantly writhing and absorbing stray energy from the surroundings.

[Cocoon of Destruction · Yveltal] took shape.

It floated silently amid the energy Turbulence of the Distortion World, roughly ten meters tall. Its entire body was dark purple bordering on black, while the cracked patterns on its shell flickered with dark red radiance as though breathing.

Within it, silver-white and black-red halos alternated as they flowed, giving off a quiet yet terrifying aura where destruction and rebirth coexisted.

It no longer belonged to Rakshasa, nor was it Bibi Dong. It was a brand-new existence that had absorbed the essence of both, nurtured within the Distortion World by the hand of a supreme being.

A legendary cocoon that represented destruction and endings, yet concealed the possibility of reshaping after life had returned to zero.

From the Rakshasa God descending to the lower realm to being swallowed and crushed by the shadow, everything had taken only a few breaths.

By the time the beings of Douluo Continent recovered from that world-destroying sight, only an enormous, slowly closing spatial rift remained above Spirit City, along with the vanished Pope Palace and the devastation below. The evil aura had dispersed, but a deeper chill blanketed everyone.

Distortion World.

Lu Feng looked at the Cocoon of Destruction before him with great satisfaction. "Not bad. I've put together another First-Level God. Even those outside the top ten on this ranking get divine power."

"Could the top ten have opportunities to become God Kings? There's a familiar Asura aura on the Rakshasa God. Another classic case of a God Realm enforcer breaking the law."

After the ranking had been open for so long, Lu Feng could more or less see some things now. This Heavenly Pride Ranking was extremely generous.

At first, he had assumed it was meant for Spirit Masters, mostly minor things like increasing Spirit Ring ages.

He had not expected it to start with Dragon Clan Origin, and by rank fifteen, it was already giving out divine power.

Who knew how explosive the later rewards would be? No wonder Future Sight had shown deities descending to the lower realm.

"Given how flexible this ranking's rules are, rewards involving gods are enough to make the God Realm disregard its rules. Ordinary Spirit Masters are basically free kills before Pokemon.

After all, these newly created Pokemon carried some divine power, more or less like the first generation of Dragon Clan created by the Dragon God. The strongest fighters currently on the ranking were only Pseudo-Legendary Pokemon.

There was an inherent difference in their stats, but it would be another matter if deities empowered them. With things like God-given Spirit Rings, raising Soul Power was practically child's play."

Lu Feng's gaze swept over Spirit Hall, which had been dragged into the Distortion World. He generally did not like using Spirit Masters when rebirthing Pokemon.

That was the basic decency of being human.

Compared to sacrificing people, he preferred sacrificing his opponents' martial souls. The effects were about the same.

At this moment, neither Bibi Dong nor the Rakshasa God was dead. Even the severely injured Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo had been dragged inside, along with most of Spirit Hall's members.

Normally, when something like this happened, he would throw everyone back out. There were only a few people in the Pokemon World now, and he did not need so many.

But with the appearance of the Sky Screen Ranking, Lu Feng decided to keep a reserve. Since it was a ranking for Douluo Continent.

Keeping more natives around might prove useful.

With the Nether King Dragon's attack in the real world, the God Realm was completely alarmed as well.