Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1401 Into the Rebirth Realm!

"These should be enough for me to reach the Rebirth Realm," Max murmured softly while his gaze glided across the treasures. No one grasped his circumstances quite like he did. Thanks to his extraordinary foundation, robust physique, and the multiple paths he pursued all at once, each advancement required way more resources than the typical amount.

While others could manage with just one or two items, he had to consume several times that much merely to overcome a lone barrier. For that reason, he had gathered ten of them without a second thought.

Max shut his eyes and started to run his cultivation method, the Primordial Elemental Scripture. Mana rushed through his frame like a mighty torrent suddenly freed, coursing along each meridian and filling every part of his being.

He triggered the initial treasure, and the power trapped inside flooded into him with fierce intensity. His cultivation base quaked as the force blended with his own, and in mere seconds, the wall of the eighth level of the Divine Rank broke apart entirely.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 9th level of Divine Rank]

The ninth level of the Divine Rank had been attained.

Breakthrough brought no ease. On the contrary, it heightened every sensation. His form hungered fiercely, as if starved, craving additional power. Max pressed on without pause. He drew in a second treasure right away, followed by a third, letting the immense spiritual force merge with his mana.

His presence swelled swiftly, tension building in the training area as his cultivation rose further. With a muffled boom from within, the ninth level crumbled under the immense weight of his foundation, propelling his cultivation onward.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 10th level of Divine Rank]

The tenth level of the Divine Rank was secured, but Max refused to halt for even an instant. Unlike most cultivators who would rush to steady their gains, wary of rebound or failure, Max drove ahead with firm determination. He perceived it with total certainty.

The divide separating the Divine Rank from the Rebirth Realm was no simple hurdle. It loomed like an eternal, ruthless portal, insisting on the utter demolition and renewal of his whole being.

This stage could not be accessed solely by steady buildup. It forced the cultivator to forsake the former self utterly.

As soon as Max compelled his cultivation beyond its bounds, his body started to dissolve. No slow fracturing or incomplete breakdown occurred. His flesh, skeleton, meridians, vital organs, and even his tempered physical frame were obliterated in a flash, transforming into scattered specks of pure energy that dispersed into oblivion.

No agony arose, nor any cry. Max's awareness stayed utterly lucid as his bodily form vanished, plunging the training chamber into an unsettling hush.

In the chamber's heart, just his mana core lingered.

The golden core hovered silently in the air, emitting a timeless and deep aura that seemed distant from standard cultivation. Encircling it, the core essence of Max's being unveiled itself. The Chaos Tree appeared in its grandest form, roots delving into the void while branches gleamed with primal command.

Around it rose the gateways to his various dimensions, each portal marked by a unique aura and principle, embodying Lightning, Flames, Time, Space, Ice, and the more profound dimensions still awaiting full activation. Nearby, a sphere of hellish energy drifted, thick and heavy, throbbing with ruinous purpose.

Next to that streamed the Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline's essence, immense and domineering, as the Heavenly Luminance Sacred Bloodline glowed with calm radiance, the clashing bloodlines coexisting in flawless, improbable balance.

Orbiting the golden core were his Divine Sparks. The Space spark throbbed with infinite expanse. The Lightning spark sparked with ultimate control. The Flame spark flared with total supremacy.

The Sword spark gleamed with keen, detached precision. The Ice spark projected endless quiet. Every Divine Spark turned gradually, no longer shaky remnants of strength, but forms poised for evolution. Once the Rebirth Realm threshold was crossed, those Divine Sparks shifted.

Fissures formed in each Divine Spark.

From those fissures, nascent laws arose.

One after another, the Divine Sparks imploded, casting off their prior state and solidifying into Law Embryos. The Space Law Embryo took shape first, serene and expansive, anchoring the nearby emptiness.

Lightning came next, its Law Embryo fierce and commanding, imposing unyielding rule. Flame gathered afterward, radiating sheer command instead of mere blaze. Sword law surfaced without noise, bearing the intent of division that went beyond feeling and purpose. Ice shaped last, hushed and everlasting, binding disorder into structure.

These Law Embryos clashed not at all. They positioned themselves naturally around the golden core, creating an ideal and novel array of laws.

Once the Law Embryos were set, the rebuilding commenced.

Out of the void, Max's form began to reassemble. The bones emerged first, crafted straight from purified law energy instead of tissue. Then came the muscles, threaded from dense life force and unadulterated law. Meridians resurfaced, transformed from weak passages into broad pathways that could handle godly essence.

Vital organs remade themselves with flawless balance, each infused with bloodline might and law command. Skin appeared final, bearing subtle golden marks that faded as his frame steadied.

Upon finishing the rebuilding, Max opened his eyes.

The change was done.

This went beyond a mere advancement. It marked genuine renewal. His prior Divine Rank form had been wiped out entirely, replaced by a Rebirth Realm body, shaped through laws rather than grown tissue.

The Law Embryos embedded deep inside him, steady and resting, awaiting their full emergence. The aura enveloping Max quieted, though its profundity now surpassed what it had been.

At last, the step into the Rebirth Realm was fulfilled.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 1st level of Rebirth Realm.]

"That feeling when my body broke down was truly strange," Max whispered with a slight grin as he gradually tightened his fist, feeling the novel yet solidly grounded power coursing inside him. "But now I have truly entered the Rebirth Realm."

His look grew a touch gentler as a fresh insight took hold in his thoughts. "The artificial soul the Witch of the North placed within me so that I could survive is gone. My soul has been reborn just like my body."

While he uttered those words, Max sensed the contrast plainly. The stand-in presence that had served as a temporary anchor, an outside element just keeping him alive, had fully disappeared amid the advancement.

Replacing it was his authentic soul, intact and unified, remade via the identical cycle that had torn down and rebuilt his form. No longer a makeshift creation from foreign aid, it now harmonized flawlessly with his body, bloodlines, and the laws woven into him.

In that instant, Max grasped at last why this stage bore the name Rebirth Realm.

This represented more than basic progress in cultivation or a mere boost in might. The Rebirth Realm embodied total rejuvenation. All that made a cultivator who they were got demolished at its base and then pieced back from scratch.

The body wasn't just fortified but wholly recreated, honed by law over mere matter. The soul wasn't merely refined but renewed, liberated from flaws, outer ties, and false props. Even the cultivator's very being got overhauled, enabling a step ahead as a wholly altered entity.

In the Divine Rank, cultivators bore echoes of their earthly roots, be it in body, soul, or dependence on external strength. The Rebirth Realm wiped those echoes away. It cut off the history and reshaped what lay ahead.

Only via complete ruin could a cultivator emerge renewed in the Divine Realm as a true divine being.

As Max remained seated in quiet reflection, he saw that this stage's name held deep truth. Rebirth Realm wasn't mere symbolism or fancy wording. It described the reality of the shift, a stage where demise and renewal happened together, crafting a being free to tread the authentic Divine Realm path unbound.

"Let me see my status." Max whispered. "It's been a while since I last saw it."