Solanky and the others studied this information well, and they began strategizing on how to handle these four. But Elisa and Goldie didn't feel the pressure because being lifeforms above the special lifeform category, using their full strength, they could suppress the elites of the beyond realm. Although they could contend with them, they weren't arrogant, and they knew such beings listed as the strongest possessed formidable capabilities and some trump cards.
Black god Solanky, with strengths beneath the half-step peak-turns level, knew that if he wanted to contend with these beings, he had to create techniques and concepts comparable to the true peak-turns level. The forsaken god looked at the three and said, "The competition starts in three days. You can borrow the time acceleration of the realm to refine and hone your skills. If you need transcendent grasses, I will supply them to you to aid you in training. I can only maintain a time dilation of 100,000 years to a day for three independent spaces." Solanky, hearing this, was a little down because by all standards he had the strongest clone at the Saint Emperor level. This meant that when he faced a powerful half-step peak-turn special life form, he could escape for his life. He clasped his hands towards the forsaken gods, Goldie and Elisa, before teleporting out to where his true body was.
The forsaken god looked at the direction of Solanky's cave and smiled in anticipation because he sensed that the laws of the realm began to show small retaliation towards Solanky's true body in seclusion. This meant Solanky's comprehension and the techniques he had formulated had now surpassed the threshold of the half-step peak turn, and it touched the doorway to the true peak-turn levels. Solanky's original body had stopped comprehending the golden statues and was already creating techniques to suit his two bodies, but he focused more on the black god clone. The two bodies stood in opposite directions, facing each other. In the cave a world formed around them with several planets and stars. The two then dashed towards each other at a terrifying speed; both of them threw out a punch at the same time. When their fists collided, the world's space shook violently. They began to fight in close combat, with the black god clone being on the defensive side and the true body on the offensive.
After some time they switched roles, testing and exploiting each other's weaknesses. Solanky got to know that his true body was much faster than his black god clone, which was way slower, but in terms of power and strength, his black god clone was much too powerful for him to handle, given they both wore armor at the true peak-turn level. Black god Solanky swung his axe with no fancy moves towards true body Solanky; the spacetime surrounding the descending axe was sliced through before the axe even passed through the sliced space.
True Body Solanky was a little taken aback because he couldn't detect the direction of the falling axe. Although the space above him was torn open, that wasn't the direction in which the axe was located. He tried evading the fallen axe, but in every direction he tried to run, he sensed the oppressive might of the axe. He then closed his eyes and began sensing his surroundings with spiritual senses; he discovered that the world they were in now was somehow bound to the axe. He became a little confused because his black god clone hadn't used special moves, and he casually swung the axe. Solanky's spiritual body flew out with a clenched fist thrown towards the walls of the world: CLANG!
And he was thrown into the distance. Although his spiritual body was a half-step peak-turn body, it still failed to shatter the world they were in. For the first time Solanky felt helpless and glad at the same time. He was helpless because his spiritual body failed to shatter the world, and he was glad because this strike came from the clone he is to utilize in the upcoming competition. The spiritual body of Solanky could sense that his two bodies were in different worlds. He used his connection with the Black God clone to serve two strikes, and he realized that the strikes from this clone were becoming more and more profound as time went by.
150,000 years had flown by, and Solanky was still tangled in the giant axe's world. He tried everything from using the source-defying flames to the techniques he comprehended from the forsaken god, but to no avail. Because his spiritual body and sense were still beneath the true peak-turn level, every technique at the true peak-turn level was still far from its original capability. A hundred years passed by, and he decided to let his black god clone exit the cave, leaving behind the axe for him to study and try to break the giant axe's world. Solanky studied the axe well and began to discern the difference between it and the half-step peak-turn weapon of the same caliber. He realized that the giant axe, although similar to the other weapons, had tiny engravings embedded within the material used in forging them, and these engravings formed a huge picture of a collection of galaxies shaped like an axe. Within these galaxies were the laws of the lower realm and beyond realm perfectly combined or integrated with each other. Solanky then got an inspiration to combine the techniques he had learned and created in the lower realm with the laws he had grasped in the beyond realm. The moment he began integrating the techniques, he felt his thinking capability soar off the roof, and his spiritual body began to grow from its previous size to a size that was nine times the previous size. His spiritual body stopped growing as it was saturated with laws, concepts yet to be realized, and energies. The world vibrated violently, and several engravings and laws in opposition to what he had comprehended surfaced in the space.
These opposing laws and engravings coalesced to form another figure who looked exactly like Solanky. The figure looked at Solanky, and Solanky instantly understood what the figure wanted to convey. The message was that Solanky had to withstand a single strike from him and he would successfully have a true peak-turns spiritual body. Solanky stood in a defensive position with his hands raised above his head. The figure then raised an arm up, and the space around that arm turned into nothingness. The figure violently slashed down with that arm. Solanky, seeing this, firmly stood his ground; the energies and power of that slash instantly shattered the giant axe's world Solanky had been trying to break for over 9000 years.
The slash reached directly before Solanky; the moment it made contact with his spiritual body, he was sent back for several tens of meters before stabilizing himself to endure. The slash was corroding his spiritual body, and he couldn't use any treasures to assist. After three seconds his spiritual energies had reduced to 60%; Solanky saw the terror of that strike, and in order to survive, he had to overcome his consciousness limit and break through with force. Like a crazed man, Solanky, resisting with his arms, formed a clawing motion with his hands and grabbed onto the slash. The moment he did so, he instantly lost 40% of his spiritual energies and power, leaving him with only 20%, but he didn't give up as he began to separate the slash with his spiritual body's bare hands.
In his crazed state, Solanky tore the slash with his bare hands and dashed towards the figure who never expected Solanky to attack him in return. Solanky's spirit dissolved into countless flame blades, which were 108 trillion in number; the blades shot out towards the figures and began shredding him until nothing was left.
All this while his two bodies have fallen into a deep slumber with just five hours for the competition to begin. The 108 trillion blades, all an extension of Solanky's spirituality, coalesced together to reform his complete spiritual body. His lost energies began to recover at a rapid speed. He said in delight, "Hahaha, so this is peak-summit trials, and I have successfully crossed over to the true peak-turns level spiritual body. The laws around me are now beneath my feet. It's time to increase the strength of my black god clone to the half-step peak-turn calamitous life-form level. But before that, I have to create a true peak-turn axe technique for my black god clone."
He split his spiritual body into two to possess his clones.