Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1367 Bloodline Types

"Isn't it truly astonishing?" Lady Virelia inquired, casting a look at Max and spotting the evident astonishment and wonder etched on his features.

Max gave a slow nod, his eyes remaining glued to the boundless dark edifices, the twisting dragon carvings, and the streams of hushed ebony fires that extended over the distant skyline. The vista appeared nearly dreamlike, as if he had entered a legend etched straight into existence, and he realized that staying there too long could cause him to become utterly immersed in it.

"Yet the Black Dragon Palace ranks as just one among numerous third rate powers across the whole Divine Realm," Lady Virelia went on, her voice steady and somewhat offhand, like she was discussing everyday matters. A subtle grin played on her mouth while she talked, though the gravity behind her statement was far from trivial. "Plenty of mightier powers dot the Divine Realm, with bases, domains, and heritages that overshadow everything unfolding before you."

Her eyes lifted to the far-off heavens, where massive dragon outlines drifted sluggishly amid the vapors. "The Divine Realm stretches beyond imagination. This sight is only a tiny piece of it, a portion tied to the Black Dragon Palace. Further out lie second rate powers that control several star realms, every one matching the size of our Verdant Sky Realm. Higher still stand first rate powers whose reach spans zones so immense that crossing them might span ages, and their actual might remains a secret most cultivators never encounter in a lifetime."

Lady Virelia shifted her attention back to Max, her face growing more grave. "I understand what your soul craves. It shows in your stare. You long to venture into that immense Divine Realm, to confront mightier foes, to discover realms where myths arise and fade. However, that realm shows no mercy to the frail, regardless of their gifts. Until you attain a specific degree of power, I won't permit you to roam unchecked across the Divine Realm."

She halted for a moment, letting her message settle. "This isn't a chain to hold you back, but a shield to preserve your life. Once your power suffices, once you can hold your ground in the Divine Realm without leaning on another's protection, I won't hinder you anymore."

Max heard her out quietly, his pulse quickening a bit. He was still recovering from the shock that the Black Dragon Palace, already seeming staggeringly majestic, counted as merely a third rate power.

That idea set his thoughts spinning. If this qualified as third rate, then how horrifying must second rate and first rate powers be, not to mention whatever surpassed them?

For the initial time since entering the Divine Realm, Max fully comprehended the insignificance of his present standing, and simultaneously, the boundless journey stretching before him.

'From Freya's cautions about the elves in the Divine Realm, they must rank as a first rate power around here,' Max reflected, his hand gradually balling into a tight grip. Just considering it squeezed his heart. If a third rate power like the Black Dragon Palace wielded such dominating force and expanse, a first rate power would tower utterly over the skies and lands.

He at last perceived the enormous divide between his ongoing power and the might needed to oppose such entities and save his parents. The road in front lay extended, much more so than he had ever pictured, with no easy paths.

"Very well, let's proceed to the Black Dragon Palace," Lady Virelia stated with a soft grin as her form rose skyward, heading toward the gigantic structure in the distance.

Max mirrored her smile. Though he couldn't soar naturally in the Divine Realm as yet, that didn't leave him without ways to keep pace. Ebony fires erupted from his frame, thick and weighty, clustering at his rear before forming into shadowy wings.

With the wings unfolding, a profound force pulsed outward, and one mighty beat launched Max upward, the dark fires tracing light paths as he surged ahead.

Within mere instants, Max drew level with Lady Virelia, gliding beside her effortlessly.

"Your lineage stands out remarkably," Lady Virelia remarked, eyeing the ebony fires encircling him, her gaze keen enough to seem like it could cut through body and spirit. "In Obsidian Dragon City, I had already detected an oddity inside you. Back then, though, your frailty prevented me from grasping it completely. Now, having attained the Divine Rank, the distinctiveness of your lineage shines vividly to me."

A faint ripple stirred in Max's chest. "In what ways does it differ from typical lineages?" he questioned, his interest real.

"It works like so," Lady Virelia started evenly. "The Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline splits into four primary kinds. The first involves the standard lineage, held by most pupils in the Black Dragon Palace. It offers connection to ebony fires, dragon-like might, and an innate boost to cultivation, yet it counts as ordinary in our halls."

Without breaking stride, she pressed on. "Beyond that comes the progenitor lineage. This serves as a superior form of the standard one, generally granted to exceptional talents in the Black Dragon Palace. Bearers enjoy vastly superior promise and a far loftier limit than regular pupils."

Lady Virelia's voice turned graver as she delved deeper. "Next appear the Source Bloodline and the Imperial Bloodline. The Source Bloodline gets seen as the top among the widely recognized lineages of the Black Dragon Palace, though its real potency hinges on the quality of the blood essence it holds. For instance, an individual from a mortal realm awakening a Source Bloodline would typically carry under ten percent genuine Black Dragon blood essence."

She cast a pointed look at Max. "On the other hand, those originating in the Divine Realm with a Source Bloodline frequently hold over ninety percent Black Dragon blood essence. Such refinement seldom comes solely from cultivation and nearly always passes down by birth. Due to that, the Source Bloodline usually shows up only in the straight heirs of the seven primary clans."

Max took in her explanation thoughtfully before posing the query brewing in his thoughts. "And what of the Imperial Bloodline?"

Lady Virelia eased her pace mid-flight, her face adopting a weighty cast as she regarded him. "The Imperial Bloodline sets itself apart," she murmured softly. "It isn't just a more potent lineage, but an emblem of total dominance among dragon lineages. Its possessors gain recognition from the Black Dragon legacy proper. Throughout the Black Dragon Palace's endless eras, scarcely any have awakened it, and each who did rose to a stature that could rattle the Divine Realm."

Her stare held on Max a touch longer than required, like she was gauging some hidden depth in him, before she resumed her flight toward the core of the Black Dragon Palace.