Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1338 Energy Stabilizing Pond!

"The water you are submerged in is known as the Energy Stabilizing Pond," he explained. "The energy you developed within your mortal worlds is mana, which is merely a diluted, flawed version of the power found here. In the Divine Realm, the true pillar of Cultivation is Divine Essence. While mana originates from it, it is essentially an inferior substance."

As he spoke, a flicker of mild interest crossed his eyes, suggesting he had delivered this lecture many times before.

"You likely noticed your mana spiraling out of control the moment you attempted flight," he continued. "This occurs because Divine Essence saturates this entire realm. Since your bodies and Cultivation methods haven't adapted yet, your mana will continue to rebel against you as long as that remains the case."

He made a slight motion toward the liquid beneath them.

"This pond was created to close that gap. The Energy Stabilizing Pond permits your physical forms to slowly adjust to Divine Essence while simultaneously calming your unstable mana. Remain here, circulate your power, and get used to the energy of this world. Do not attempt to rush, unless you wish to be crippled before you even take your first step."

The figure's voice turned more commanding as he concluded his instructions.

"Once you feel your mana has reached full stability and you can harness Divine Essence without friction, you will find that the ability to fly returns naturally. At that moment, you may depart from the pond," he stated. "Responsibilities are waiting for each of you, and the Divine Realm has no patience for those who linger aimlessly."

After those parting words, the man's form dissolved into light and faded from the heavens, leaving a heavy silence in his wake.

"So, the purpose of this pond is to balance our mana and acclimate us to the Divine Essence of this place," Max reflected calmly, finally understanding the true function of the Energy Stabilizing Pond.

The soft pressure of the water against his skin, paired with the concentrated Divine Essence within every drop, was gradually restructuring his energy circulation. It forced his mortal mana to evolve rather than shatter under the weight of a superior power source.

From a technical perspective, the process was both efficient and elegant. Max realized immediately that anyone who tried to bypass this step would likely ruin their future prospects before their journey in the Divine Realm truly began.

However, his primary concern wasn't just mana stabilization. As he remained floating with his senses fully extended, Max felt each of his fifth-level concepts vibrating in harmony with the laws of the Divine Realm. Flame, ice, lightning, space, and sword all reacted with a vividness he had never felt in Acaris, as if the very fabric of this world embraced concepts of such high caliber.

This compatibility was undeniable—deeper and more fluid than anything he had known—confirming that this realm was the true home for such power. Yet, that realization was quickly followed by a chilling sensation.

Back in Acaris, whenever Max unleashed his fifth-level concept of space, the spatial laws of the world would bend to his command, as if reality itself recognized his authority. In that lower realm, space was flexible and obedient, reacting instantly to his thoughts.

Here, that feeling had vanished. As he reached out with his perception, the surrounding space felt immense, dense, and immovable—like a vast ocean that barely acknowledged the existence of a single drop of water. He could still perceive it, but the connection was faint. The contrast was so overwhelming it made his chest tighten.

"It’s the same for my other elements," Max noted, his brow twitching slightly as he tested them one by one. Flame no longer possessed its absolute dominance, ice could not impose its stillness with ease, lightning was stripped of its former tyranny, and even his sword intent felt muffled by something massive and ancient.

It was then that the words of the figure in the sky truly resonated with him. The claim that their previous power meant nothing here wasn't a petty insult; it was a cold, hard fact.

Max grasped the truth with perfect clarity. He hadn't become weaker upon entering the Divine Realm. In reality, his foundation was more solid than ever. What had changed was the scale of the world itself.

The Divine Realm was constructed upon laws that were fundamentally superior and more absolute than those of Acaris. In comparison, his old world felt fragile, its laws thin and easily manipulated.

The peak strength he once held allowed him to reign supreme there, but here, it was merely enough to keep him from being crushed instantly.

Floating silently in the pond, Max accepted this reality without anger or hopelessness. This wasn't a failure; it was a new starting line.

The Divine Realm wasn't a place where one could rule simply by reaching the summit of a lesser world. It was a domain that demanded growth beyond what mortals believed to be the limit. For the first time since his ascension, Max felt a familiar spark of excitement.

Max exhaled softly as he processed these thoughts. Although he was born in the Divine Realm, his only memories were blurred fragments of warmth, loss, the faces of his kin, and the night his life was shattered.

Aside from that, the Divine Realm had been a distant idea—a name linked to trauma and mysteries. Now that he had arrived, bathed in its laws and essence, it didn't feel like a homecoming. It felt like a fresh beginning—unfamiliar, daunting, yet brimming with potential.

"Mother, father… wait for me. I am coming," Max thought, the fire of his resolve burning steadier than ever. It wasn't a reckless or angry determination, but a quiet, unshakable certainty that he would find them again, regardless of how harsh the Divine Realm proved to be.

With that conviction anchoring him, Max relaxed and let the Energy Stabilizing Pond do its work. He controlled his breathing and energy flow with practiced skill, allowing the Divine Essence to permeate every fiber of his mana.

As he did, he began to perceive the others in the pond with more clarity.

The individuals floating nearby radiated oppressive, refined auras that clearly marked them as being at the peak of the Divine Rank, specifically the tenth level. In comparison, his own aura was lighter and less developed, a visible sign of his sixth level Divine Rank.

Max didn't let the gap bother him. He knew his path wasn't about matching others at the same stage, but about building a foundation that would eventually surpass them.

Instead of rushing, he focused on the internal transformations. Hour after hour, his mana became more tranquil and obedient, no longer clashing with the Divine Essence but merging with it naturally.

The chaotic friction he felt upon arrival disappeared, replaced by a fluid, harmonious rhythm that felt more stable than any power he had ever wielded.

Several hours of deep concentration passed before Max finally felt the change he sought. His mana flowed through his system without effort, resonating perfectly with the Divine Essence around him as if they were always meant to coexist.

The violent rejection that had previously sent his energy into a frenzy was gone, replaced by a profound sense of equilibrium and mastery.

"My mana has finally stabilized," Max thought, a small smile touching his lips as he prepared to move. With his confidence restored, he gathered his strength, ready to rise from the pond and take his first genuine step into the Divine Realm.