The shockwave was strong enough to shatter the heart of a Perfect Sky God by the sound alone. If Ryu wasn't so far from the battlefield, and if he hadn't hidden away in the void, it would have been entirely impossible for him to survive as well.
And then came the spiraling wave of flames and the Phoenix cry that peeled across the skies. It was so light and airy, almost like lightning during a spring's light drizzle.
The flames took shape into this Phoenix, its body soaring into the skies and spreading its wings with the majesty only a creature of its caliber could match.
Auras surged and the skies trembled.
The Dao Sovereigns who were just about to get into a battle of their own found themselves shocked.
They backed away, confusion and then awe appearing in their eyes.
There was no doubt what this was. It was Rebirth, a pure, shocking Rebirth.
