Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1397 Another Inheritance for Lightning!
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Back in his chamber, Max discovered his mind simply wouldn't quiet down. Tian's remarks concerning his class kept replaying endlessly in his thoughts, blending seamlessly with visions of Revona and those piercing Void Origin Eyes of hers. The heavy impact of such disclosures hung heavily, igniting a turbulent mix of anxiety and eagerness buried deep inside him.
"No point dwelling on it at this moment," Max murmured with a gentle sigh, lowering himself onto the bed and compelling his attention toward pressing concerns. His eyes grew keen as his focus sharpened. "The real necessity is acquiring fitting inheritance techniques for both my flames and ice."
Having grasped that the inheritance techniques picked up in Obsidian Dragon City proved mostly useless within the Divine Realm, the pressing demand for more powerful and appropriate methods surged inescapably. Those techniques from the mortal realm had fulfilled their role, yet clinging to them further would merely hinder his progress.
Decision reached, Max shut his eyes and slipped into the Dimension of Flames. The realm welcomed him in its usual fashion—immense and hushed, dominated by a massive central pillar where his collection of flame wisps flickered atop it.
Every flame exuded a unique presence, but all seemed incomplete, like shards yearning to evolve into superior forms.
"I absolutely must access the Inheritance Chamber in this dimension," Max grumbled, his brow creasing deeply. He had previously unlocked the one in the Dimension of Lightning, thanks to the seven bolts of divine punishment lightning he once withstood, now sealed within.
Regrettably, the requirements to open the Inheritance Chamber in the Dimension of Flames eluded him entirely, much less for the Dimension of Time.
Far too many mysteries persisted. Max had long ago perfected the essence of ice up to the fifth level, so by rights, a Dimension of Ice ought to have appeared ages ago. Still, it stayed locked away, impossible to detect despite his repeated attempts.
As Tian explained, the core issue boiled down to something straightforward yet maddening: his power level fell short. Not until he attained the Rebirth Realm would these hidden elements fully stir and redefine his journey.
Releasing yet another subdued sigh, Max departed the Dimension of Flames and shifted to the Dimension of Lightning. Instantly upon entry, the well-known pressure enveloped him. He moved without delay toward the Inheritance Chamber, reentering the realm of suspended islands.
This marked the spot where he had claimed the Storm King's Inheritance. At that time, just one island lay within reach—the nearest to where he stood.
But the vista had transformed utterly now. Countless islands drifted across the endless heavens, each pulsing with its own lightning essence, each symbolizing a unique inheritance ripe for seizure.
Max paused briefly, scanning the myriad islands with a thorough gaze as he evaluated them. Moments later, his sight fixed on the remotest island, scarcely discernible amid the storm-charged skies.
A firm conviction took root in his core. Following the principles that ruled this domain, the legacy on that far-off island promised the mightiest lightning inheritance accessible to him from all the revealed ones.
Though the Storm King's Inheritance had demonstrated its value, Max recognized it wasn't the ultimate solution. He craved a more potent option, a genuine ace up his sleeve.
From the instant he seized the Sword Sovereign's blade, he realized clashes like today's encounter would multiply and intensify in peril.
To endure the trials looming in the Divine Realm, depending on one lone strength wouldn't suffice. He required an inheritance capable of clinching victory in a flash, one that could crush even the supposedly invincible foes.
That resolve solidified, Max ascended and bridged the enormous gap to the distant hovering island. Gentle thunder rumbled nearby as he alighted upon it, vanishing into the depths of the inheritance domain.
Three days passed before Max stepped out of the Dimension of Lightning, a broad grin lighting his features, his gaze alight with restrained thrill.
"Hehe, excellent," Max whispered to himself, his grin widening further. "Armed with this inheritance technique, taking down Revona in one strike isn't out of reach."
Brimming with eagerness, Max prepared to proceed to the training area and trial the fresh inheritance technique using his physical form when a rap echoed at his door.
"Enter," Max called out.
The door swung open, admitting Carl.
"Hall Master Virelia summons you," Carl announced with deference.
A wide smile bloomed on Max's face. "Very well, let's go," he answered promptly. He understood the reason for her summons—the pledged resources from the Dark Phoenix Clan and Heavenly Kirin Clan must have finally arrived.
Tailing Carl along the corridors, Max quickly reached Lady Virelia's office. Carl waited outside while Max entered solo.
"Take a seat," Lady Virelia instructed evenly, indicating the cushion before her. She occupied her own cushion already, her bearing poised and regal.
Max skipped the pleasantries and settled right down.
"Take this," Lady Virelia uttered, flinging a storage ring his way. "It holds sufficient resources to propel your cultivation to the Rebirth Realm's pinnacle."
Max snatched the ring and probed it with a wisp of his awareness. The contents lit up his eyes at once. Inside brimmed with scarce herbs, top-tier pills, valuable minerals, and cultivation aids that would spark envy in inner disciples.
A sly, avaricious smirk formed as he pulled back his sense and secured the ring safely.
It matched precisely what he required.
"A couple of matters require discussion," Lady Virelia stated, her face growing grave as the room's mood grew heavier. "These involve your prospects and the route you'll tread in the Black Dragon Palace." She halted for a beat, then pinned Max with her stare. "First, though, I need an answer. What precisely transpired in your clash with Revona? The second you unsheathed your sword, your whole aura shifted. You seemed like a completely altered individual."
Her eyebrows knit faintly, worry flickering in her gaze. "Such a drastic shift in character and aura typically arises only from practicing specific taboo or malevolent techniques. Be truthful, Max. Are you employing any evil techniques?"