After the celebrations had ended, Igaris began his journey.
This time, neither the World Dungeons nor his Dimensional Sovereign trait could aid him, for the destinations he sought lay deep within the boundless cosmos, beyond the reach of shortcuts or quick travel.
Yet even without them, his power was immeasurable. At his peak Saint speed, he could surpass the very concept of light. His mastery over the Space-time Domain bent distance and duration, allowing him to carve paths through eternity itself.
Under the tearful gazes of his three wives, Igaris rose slowly from the sacred land of Orca. His departure was not a sudden strike, but a solemn ascension—every motion heavy with meaning. Within moments, he was already far above, standing suspended against the heavens, the mysterious construct known as Orca looming beneath him.
