Using the Scroll of Portals hidden within his internal world, Solanky silently departed from the Ancestral Beast Holy Land and returned to the sealed trial space.
The moment he arrived, the scroll guided him directly to the region where the forsaken god had left behind countless techniques, manuals, and cultivation insights.
Before him stretched an enormous mountain range that disappeared beyond the horizon.
Rising into the sky, Solanky overlooked the vast landscape.
Only from such a height could he see the mountain range's true design.
Every mountain, valley, and cliff had been deliberately arranged to form a colossal inscription.
It read:
"The truly strong do not grow by blindly copying others. They study, comprehend, and use what they learn as a reference to forge their own path."
After silently memorizing those words, Solanky descended toward the entrance of the mountain range.
Because he possessed the Scroll of Portals, he already knew both the beginning and the end of this inheritance ground.
At the foot of the first mountain lay a narrow stone path leading into its depths.
Along both sides of the passage were countless piles of cultivation manuals, each separated by roughly ten meters.
Solanky approached one of the manuals and examined it with his spiritual power.
He quickly discovered that every technique stored there was intended for cultivators ranging from those who had just stepped into the entity level to those standing at its absolute peak.
Thousands upon thousands of manuals covered the mountain.
Without lingering, Solanky continued deeper into the inheritance ground.
Eventually, he arrived at the region where transcendent entity techniques and cultivation records had been preserved.
Only then did he stop.
One by one, he opened the manuals and began studying them.
The more he read, the more clearly he understood the enormous difference separating an ordinary peak-stage entity, even one wielding extraordinary treasures, from a true transcendent entity.
What surprised him most, however, was not the techniques themselves.
It was the cultivation notes left behind by the forsaken god.
Compared to the teachings of the transcendent beings within the forsaken realm, these records possessed a depth that was on an entirely different level.
They did not simply teach techniques.
They explained principles.
Every note revolved around one central concept.
Perfect control.
During the Infinite Source God realm, cultivators learned to manipulate the energies contained within their own internal worlds.
The transcendent techniques recorded here elevated that same concept to unimaginable heights.
Their control over surrounding energies had been amplified from one million to one hundred million times.
The greater that amplification became, the deeper the practitioner's understanding of the laws of the beyond realm.
Those laws were millions of times more difficult to comprehend than the laws governing the Infinite Source Space.
Time quietly passed.
Two years later, Solanky remained alone within the trial space.
By then, he had comprehended nearly ninety percent of the techniques and cultivation notes preserved at the entrance to the transcendent inheritance path.
That level of comprehension already surpassed the First Venerable's own understanding, which had reached approximately seventy percent.
Satisfied with his progress, Solanky continued deeper into the mountain.
Eventually, he arrived before a vast cavern.
Standing at its entrance were two enormous stone golems facing one another.
Their towering bodies resembled ancient mountains.
Compared to them, Solanky appeared no larger than a child.
Suddenly, one golem's eyes lit up.
It stepped forward.
Despite its immense size, Solanky remained calm.
He sensed no hostility from the guardian.
The golem stopped roughly ten meters away before speaking in a deep, ancient voice.
"Reaching this place proves that you have comprehended at least fifty percent of the techniques and scriptures found along the previous path."
"It is now my responsibility to test you."
It gestured toward the silent guardian standing opposite it.
"Once you pass my trial, my companion will examine you before you ascend to the mountain's absolute peak."
The golem slowly raised one hand.
Instantly, countless glowing inscriptions appeared before it.
Each engraving radiated an incomparably chaotic aura.
The slightest contact with spiritual power caused them to tremble as though they might collapse at any moment.
There were tens of billions of inscriptions.
Every one of them possessed a completely unique structure.
Not a single character resembled another.
"I will test your comprehension," the golem continued.
"These techniques differ from everything you have previously encountered."
"Yet at their foundation..."
"They follow the same principles."
Without another word, Solanky sat cross-legged.
The Scroll of Portals quietly circulated within his internal world.
At his command, one hundred thousand clones instantly appeared.
Each clone shot toward a different scripture or engraving.
Solanky's consciousness divided perfectly among them.
While every clone analyzed a different inscription, Solanky himself began reorganizing the countless floating characters.
One after another, the clones executed every transcendent technique he had comprehended during the previous two years.
As they moved...
The billions of inscriptions responded.
They converged together.
Groups of runes merged into countless humanoid figures that flawlessly mimicked the movements performed by Solanky's clones.
The scene was breathtaking.
It resembled an enormous sect conducting a military exercise.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples practiced in perfect synchronization, each movement echoed by billions of living inscriptions.
Watching the scene unfold, the golem was left utterly speechless.
Never in all its years had it imagined anyone solving the trial in such a manner.
Its respect for Solanky soared instantly.
Controlling one hundred thousand clones simultaneously was already an astonishing accomplishment.
Yet Solanky was accomplishing something far more terrifying.
At the same time, he was coordinating billions of inscriptions, ensuring every single one synchronized perfectly with the actions of those clones.
Not the slightest mistake appeared.
Time continued flowing.
Fifty years passed.
Throughout those fifty years, Solanky maintained absolute concentration without interruption.
At last...
Every inscription merged together completely.
Before him stood an enormous projection of the forsaken god.
The majestic figure slowly raised a fist toward the heavens before unleashing a single punch, as though battling an unimaginable existence beyond the sky itself.
The instant the projection formed, an overwhelming pressure erupted from Solanky.
Although he remained seated cross-legged, the aura surrounding him rivaled that of the golden-armored figure.
The golem smiled.
"You have passed."
Its voice carried unmistakable admiration.
"You are the first individual to comprehend and unravel more than ninety percent of the mysteries contained within these scriptures."
"Although you have yet to become a transcendent entity..."
"...your talent in comprehension all but guarantees that you will one day reach, or perhaps even surpass, that realm."
The guardian stepped aside.
"You are now qualified to proceed."
"My companion..."
"...will conduct the next trial."
The first golem slowly returned to its original position.
The light within its eyes gradually faded.
At the same time, the second guardian awakened.
Its eyes shone with ancient brilliance.
For reasons he could not explain, an overwhelming sense of danger surged through Solanky's instincts.
Without hesitation, he shifted sideways.
Boom!
A massive crater exploded into existence where he had been standing only an instant earlier.
The ground split apart.
Residual blade intent continued carving deep into the earth, leaving enormous scars across the mountain.
Solanky's pupils contracted.
He immediately recognized the attack.
A blade.
He quickly turned toward the cave entrance.
The second golem had vanished.
Without wasting another moment, Solanky summoned his source-defying battle armor.
Before he could fully react...
Boom!
A terrifying force slammed into him.
His body shot across the mountains like a meteor before crashing through countless cliffs.
Only then did he realize the truth.
The second golem had attacked him using every single technique and scripture he had studied along the inheritance path.
Stabilizing himself in midair, Solanky carefully observed his opponent.
The stone guardian executed every movement flawlessly.
Every technique...
Every principle...
Every insight...
It reproduced them with absolute perfection.
Solanky's expression gradually became serious.
He immediately understood the purpose of this trial.
The techniques he had learned would never allow him to defeat this guardian.
The golem had already mastered them.
If he wished to advance farther...
He needed something entirely different.
Something beyond everything he had just studied.
He needed to create...
...a transcendent entity technique of his own.