The owner of the Infinite Source World casually waved his hand.
Instantly, a transparent energy sphere formed around Solanky.
Within the sphere, countless miniature black holes appeared.
The owner slowly clenched his fist.
Immediately, every black hole erupted with terrifying suction, continuously drawing away the Perfect Source Energy inside Solanky's body.
At the same time, the owner extended his other hand toward Lushan.
The restraints binding Lushan flew toward him.
With a flick of his finger, the restraints transformed into countless thorn-covered vines that tightly wrapped around Lushan's body, grinding against his flesh and draining his remaining strength.
Solanky silently sensed the changes within his body.
His energy was steadily declining.
Ten days had already passed since the energy sphere imprisoned him.
His reserves had fallen to seventy-nine percent.
Only then did he realize the owner's true intention.
The owner was not trying to kill him immediately.
He wanted to watch him struggle.
He wanted to savor every moment of Solanky's helplessness.
Lushan's condition was even worse.
His Perfect Source Body had already been reduced to only twenty-four percent of its original power.
He had long since fallen unconscious.
Unable to resist, he could only endure the relentless torture.
The owner watched the two of them with visible satisfaction.
To him, their suffering was entertaining.
Lushan's remaining power eventually dropped to twenty percent.
Meanwhile, Solanky's energy reserves had declined to seventy percent.
Suddenly, something changed.
Inside the sphere, Solanky's eyes became bloodshot.
He looked almost insane.
Without hesitation, he ignited sixty percent of the energy contained within his internal Perfect Source World.
Boom!
His aura exploded upward.
His strength increased severalfold in an instant.
With nothing more than a single finger, he shattered the energy sphere.
He looked directly at the owner with complete disdain before charging toward him.
The owner smiled.
"I've always wanted to exchange blows with someone from beyond my Infinite Source World."
"Show me whether you're truly worthy."
The two of them simultaneously threw a punch.
Boom!
The instant their fists collided, space and time collapsed around them.
The resulting shockwave spread endlessly in every direction.
Even the wall surrounding the Infinite Source World developed visible cracks.
Solanky's right arm shattered instantly.
He was blasted far into the distance.
The owner himself was forced backward several dozen steps before stabilizing his footing.
For the first time, genuine shock appeared on his face.
His attention had been completely occupied by Solanky's strength.
He had not even noticed the crack that had formed within the world barrier.
Without wasting a single moment, Solanky rushed toward Lushan.
He tore apart the restraints imprisoning him, stored his unconscious companion inside a supreme treasure, and hurled the treasure through the crack in the wall.
A faint smile appeared on Solanky's face.
He quickly formed a series of hand seals.
The connection between himself and the fragment of spiritual essence hidden within the core of Planet Sabiru was instantly severed.
Then he charged directly toward the owner.
Without hesitation...
He detonated his own body.
The owner reacted immediately.
A powerful barrier instantly formed before him.
Although he stood at the level of an Infinite Source God, Solanky's actions had completely shaken his confidence.
A being beneath his realm had not only managed to exchange blows with him...
...but had also rescued someone directly from his grasp.
However, Solanky's true objective had never been to injure the owner.
The self-destruction served an entirely different purpose.
Its overwhelming energy erased every trace of karma connected to him.
It destroyed every causal link the owner could have used to locate his future reincarnations or anyone associated with him.
The explosion expanded across nearly half of the Infinite Source World.
Its terrifying power erased his past, present, and future karmic traces.
When the light finally faded, the owner's expression became incomparably ugly.
No matter how hard he searched, he could no longer sense even the slightest trace of Solanky's karma within his Infinite Source World.
If other Infinite Source Gods were to discover such a humiliation, he would become their greatest laughingstock.
His gaze shifted toward the cracked world barrier.
It was already repairing itself.
He immediately stepped outside the wall and searched for the treasure carrying Lushan.
Nothing.
He attempted to locate Lushan through the connection that existed between creator and creation.
To his disbelief...
That connection had vanished completely.
He frowned deeply.
"Who exactly was that man from beyond my Source World?"
"How could someone possessing only the strength of a Perfect Source God fight me head-on?"
"What technique allowed him to erupt with such terrifying power?"
"And..."
"How did he sever one of my creations completely from my control?"
Unable to find any answers, the owner silently disappeared.
Meanwhile, deep within the core of Planet Sabiru, the fragment of Solanky's spiritual essence slowly transformed into a new humanoid body.
This body contained only thirty percent of the strength of his original self.
From that remaining power, Solanky separated another twenty percent and used it to create an entirely new lifeform.
He named it The Voice.
Afterward, Solanky created the Temple of Destiny.
At the very center of the temple, he erected a magnificent statue of Lushan.
In one hand, the statue held the Source-Defying Body Technique.
The other hand was raised toward the heavens while holding a scroll.
It would forever commemorate the friend who had dared to defy the owner of an Infinite Source World.
Solanky then handed The Voice one hundred thousand Source Energy Crystals.
"Take one thousand of these and give them to one of the mythical beings I brought into this world."
"The Primordial Ancient Dragon Emperor."
"My reincarnated self will one day depend upon her."
The Voice respectfully nodded.
Solanky continued,
"After I reincarnate, my new self will eventually come to the Temple of Destiny."
"When that happens, I will communicate with him through you."
"He won't remember who he truly is."
"But don't worry."
"The moment I merge with him again, I'll plant the seed containing the entirety of my existence within him."
"When the time is right..."
"...he'll remember everything."
He paused briefly before continuing.
"Until then, you're free to explore the Lower Realms and the God Realm while remaining below the Dimensional God Realm."
"Or you may stay hidden within the core of Planet Sabiru."
"My reincarnation will occur ninety thousand years from now."
His expression became serious.
"Remember one thing."
"When my reincarnated body begins cultivating again..."
"The very first energy he absorbs must be my own Source Energy."
"You already possess it."
"No accidents can be allowed."
"If anything goes wrong..."
"...every living being in this world will once again have their fate controlled by another."
The Voice solemnly bowed.
"I understand."
Solanky then summoned another treasure.
His remaining spiritual essence entered it.
He handed the treasure to The Voice.
"Deliver this to the founding ancestor of the Bayoka Clan."
"Tell him to pass it down through every generation."
"It must eventually reach the strangest-looking child born into the clan."
At that time, Bayoka was still an ordinary mortal seeking the path of cultivation.
Under The Voice's guidance, he reached the High-Level God Realm after only one hundred years of steady training.
Even so, The Voice remained cautious.
He deliberately slowed Bayoka's progress for eighty-five thousand years.
Only afterward did he help Bayoka advance to the God of Gods Realm.
Eventually, Bayoka was permitted to participate in the border wars.
There he met Stella while battling the devils and demons.
After the war ended, the two returned to Planet Sabiru and founded the Bayoka Clan.
Together they had three children.
Their eldest son became the Grand Elder.
Their second son became the King.
Their youngest child, a daughter, became the Queen.
Bayoka and Stella entrusted the Grand Elder with the family's greatest responsibility.
He was to await the arrival of Solanky's reincarnation.
To avoid attracting suspicion, they carefully designed a tradition in which treasures were naturally passed down from one generation to the next, making the process appear completely ordinary.
After making every necessary arrangement, Solanky's spiritual body finally disappeared.
...
The memories came to an end.
Solanky slowly opened his eyes.
Across from him, Morogun remained seated cross-legged.
The First Ancestor of the Ancient Devil-Gods looked at Solanky with deep reverence.
As someone who originated from another Infinite Source World, Morogun understood better than anyone how impossible Solanky's achievement had been.
Never in all his countless years had he seen or even heard of a Perfect Source God accomplishing such a feat.
Now that his memories had fully returned, Solanky quietly sat opposite Morogun and began forming hand seals.
As the final seal took shape, strange streams of energy were expelled from his body.
They gradually condensed into crystalline fragments.
Morogun asked no questions.
Solanky had willingly allowed him to witness those memories.
He already understood what the crystals were.
They contained every trace of energy from this Infinite Source World that the owner could potentially use to control Solanky if they ever met again.
Without hesitation, Solanky sliced open his palm.
Fresh blood flowed into his hand.
He pressed his bloody palm against the chest of the mysterious corpse before him.
At the same time, he summoned the drop of blood he had left at the center of the supercluster.
The blood floated before him.
He grasped it and immediately swallowed it.
As he withdrew his hand, a bloody palm print remained imprinted upon the corpse's chest.
Solanky closed his eyes.
He began purifying every trace of energy belonging to this Infinite Source World from the blood he had just absorbed.
Time accelerated once more.
Inside the forbidden space, where one thousand years equaled a single day outside, sixty-eight thousand years quietly passed.
By the end of that period, Solanky had successfully purified every hidden trace of foreign energy.
He condensed them all into strange crystalline fragments.
Afterward, he summoned The Voice and instructed him to scatter those crystals throughout the Infinite Source World over the next two thousand years.
The Voice gladly accepted the task.