Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1336 Ascension to Divine Realm

Following a brief exchange with Allen, Max concluded that there was no longer any justification for postponing his ascension. With the crown having selected its true successor, the world of Acaris restored to a state of balance, and every potential danger eradicated, his path was clear.

Nevertheless, Max dedicated two additional days to silent preparation. This was not born of doubt, but rather a profound respect for the magnitude of his impending journey. Ascension represented more than a mere breakthrough in Cultivation realm; it was a final goodbye to the world that had molded him—a gateway leading to a life where nothing would ever be the same.

When the moment finally arrived, Max traveled back to the same desolate desert where he had previously withstood the Wraith of the World to reach the Divine Rank. Though the vast, empty landscape still stretched toward the horizon, it no longer felt like a place of loneliness.

A sea of silent witnesses had gathered across the dunes, their numbers nearly uncountable. High-ranking leaders from the Four God Nation stood with grave expressions, positioned alongside legendary figures from the Middle Domain who were rarely seen together.

Ancient Elders and royalty from the Elven Kingdom of the Lost Continent were also in attendance, their eyes brimming with deep reverence. Envoys from every significant territory of the Valora Continent had made the journey, including monarchs, generals, reclusive masters, and the celebrated heroes who had survived the Great War.

Within the massive assembly stood the friends of Max—those who had bled by his side and remained steadfast when the world teetered on the brink of destruction. The seven squad leaders he had personally instructed back in Nullaria were among them as well.

Standing close to one another, Alice and Lenavira kept their eyes locked on Max, their faces reflecting a complex blend of pride, sorrow, and quiet yearning. No words were spoken; in the presence of such a monumental event, speech felt entirely redundant.

Only three individuals stood near Max at the desert's epicenter. Freya stood with her arms crossed, her calm but intense gaze revealing her understanding of just how heavy this transition truly was.

Allen stood close by, the golden crown atop his head, his posture radiating the dignity required of the new guardian of the world Max was departing. Slightly behind them, Lucien watched with his hands in his pockets, a subtle smile playing on his lips that signaled both deep respect and silent admiration.

This gathering was not fueled by curiosity or a desire for spectacle. Every person present had come for a singular purpose: to pay homage to the most powerful being their world had ever known.

They came for the man who had delivered Acaris from the demons, the Nulls, and a corrupted crownbearer who nearly snuffed out all existence. This was the man who had perished, returned from death, battled gods, and yet still chose to shield a world that could never fully repay his sacrifice.

As a light breeze drifted across the sands, lifting dust into the air, a profound silence took hold. In that stillness, Max stood at the center of the world, his presence steady and absolute.

This was neither a formal coronation nor a tearful parting. It was an act of collective gratitude. The world itself was bearing witness as one of its own prepared to transcend its boundaries.

They had all gathered to watch the ascension of Max Voidwalker.

Surveying the vast crowd, Max spoke in a composed tone, his voice carrying clearly across the desert expanse.

"Everyone, I have restored the ascension tunnel, which means the path to the Divine Realm is now open to you all," Max declared. "The sole requirement for eligibility is the mastery of a fifth-level concept. However, I must caution you regarding the reality of ascension. Upon entering the Divine Realm, you will start at the absolute bottom. If you are not vigilant, anyone can suppress, defeat, or even kill you. Therefore, I only suggest ascension to those who believe their potential is yet unfulfilled and who can grow beyond the Divine Rank. It is not worth the journey if you are fated to remain a mere foot soldier for eternity."

He paused for a moment, allowing the gravity of his warning to sink into the hearts of the listeners.

"Take these words as my final warning," Max added.

After speaking, he inhaled slowly and shifted his gaze toward Alice and Lenavira, his eyes softening with affection.

"Alright," Max said softly. "Everyone, please move back. I am beginning my ascension."

Freya took a small step forward, her expression solemn as she caught his eye. "Do not let what I told you about the Divine Realm slip your mind," she reminded him seriously.

Max gave her a nod, fully grasping the weight behind her advice.

Lucien was the next to speak, his faint smile carrying more genuine concern than his usual wit. "Keep yourself safe out there," he said.

Allen remained silent, but he offered a deep bow to Max, the golden crown shimmering as a symbol of his acknowledgement and profound respect.

Max offered them all a smile before focusing once more on Alice and Lenavira. He held their gaze for an extra beat—a silent promise of reassurance—before finally squaring his shoulders.

Gradually, Max deactivated the spatial domain he had maintained with his fifth-level concept of space to hold back the ascension process. The moment he did, the long-suppressed pressure exploded outward, shattering the earth beneath him as if the ground could no longer support his existence.

Simultaneously, Max relaxed every muscle, ceasing his use of the Vein of Origin to resist the cosmic pull.

The instant he surrendered to the force, a radiant blue light burst from his body, completely shrouding his form. In a flash, he transformed into a pillar of brilliant blue light that surged into the heavens, tearing through the clouds and vanishing beyond the boundaries of Acaris.

Max Voidwalker had finally ascended.