Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1409 Creation From Nothing!

He halted his progress, anchoring his stance solidly against the earth. A momentary hush enveloped the woods as he inhaled deeply and with purpose. Right then, Max unleashed everything without holding back. He ignored any limits on his power, paid no mind to wasting energy or being frugal. Total supremacy was his choice.

The Vein of Origin thundered fiercely.

All the might confined inside it burst free without restraint, surging wildly through his whole frame with brutal waves of sheer bodily force. His muscles strained to their utmost, the rebuilt physique humming in sync with the colossal power, as if designed purely for this very instant.

The atmosphere near him twisted in plain sight, overwhelmed by the intense pressure emanating from his figure. The soil under his boots fractured and dipped a bit, unable to support the sheer burden of his aura.

The puppet lunged forward.

Its golden glow blazed more intensely than before, its punch hurtling ahead with force that almost equaled Max's. The second it entered attack distance, Max reacted.

No fancy moves or skills were involved. He just launched a punch.

This was one direct blow, fueled by the complete might of the Vein of Origin and the bolstered base of his Rebirth Realm physique. The strike didn't unleash a blast on contact. Rather, it froze the world in perfect calm, like time itself halted to observe the clash.

Sudden chaos erupted.

Max's fist tore right through the puppet's golden shield, shattering it like a brittle husk. The puppet's limb broke apart in a flash, then its chest caved in, the core framework crumbling beneath the unstoppable bodily might.

The rampaging force kept going. It ripped apart the puppet's full form, blasting it into shards before it could even react.

A booming explosion followed, tearing across the woods as the puppet got utterly annihilated. Trees were yanked from their roots, the ground was slashed apart, and a huge pit emerged right at the clash site. Once the debris cleared, the puppet was gone entirely. No scraps. No pieces. No sign it ever was.

Max gradually dropped his fist.

The wild energy inside him ebbed away as he eased his form, the Vein of Origin slipping back into quiet repose. He breathed out steadily, his face serene, like he'd just finished a routine chore instead of wiping out a foe that had almost kept up with him seconds earlier.

The fight had ended.

"This puppet was odd," Max murmured while scanning the ruined woods, his eyes fixed on the pit where the machine had disappeared without a trace. "It could match my power and even fight back by boosting its own strength."

The idea disturbed him a touch. He reviewed the skirmish mentally, remembering how the opposition had intensified with each blow. He couldn't shake the question of what might have occurred if he'd dragged out the confrontation.

Had he permitted the puppet to adjust completely, could it have grown strong enough to overpower him with nothing but brute force?

That notion brought no ease. The puppet wasn't some basic enemy to crush. It was a challenge, built to demand a quick finish.

Before deeper thoughts could take hold, the air shimmered softly in front of him, and a portal appeared from nowhere.

Max passed through it promptly, and the woods faded away at once.

The ordeal concluded.

[Dimension of Genesis unlocked.]

Max grinned as the alert popped up in his view. No weariness showed on his features, just contentment. He shifted his focus to Tian. "So I can tackle a trial for any dimension whenever I want?"

"Yes, Master," Tian answered with a nod.

Max's grin stretched even broader. "Good."

In the blink of an eye, his shape dissolved from the Dimension of the Keeper and rematerialized inside his fresh dimension.

The Dimension of Genesis.

But the second Max landed there, his face went rigid.

Emptiness everywhere.

No terrain. No heavens. No brightness. No shadows in the usual way. Only infinite blankness expanding all around, utterly still and complete. Distance meant nothing, no edge to the view, and no rules that jumped out right away. It seemed more like an untouched canvas than any realm.

"Tian, what is this place?" Max called, his words bouncing softly in the void.

Soon after, Tian's form appeared next to him, his eyes scanning the blankness with calm insight.

"There's nothing here," Max pointed out plainly, his gaze sharpening a little.

Tian paused briefly before responding. "Master, the Dimension of Genesis stands out completely. Unlike your other realms, this one arrives unfinished."

He went on steadily, "In this space, Master, you have to build it all on your own."

Max froze in place as the meaning hit him. Bit by bit, a new spark lit in his eyes. Surprise shifted to awareness, and awareness deepened into something profound.

This wasn't a flaw. It was a call. The Dimension of Genesis wasn't built to hold ready-made things. It existed to turn into whatever its owner desired.

A realm where the act of making was all his.

"Nice," Max said with a gentle smile, real delight rising as he pondered the shape this world should take.

The instant that vision solidified in his thoughts, the blankness stirred.

No big bang or burst of radiance came. The making started softly, with respect, like the Dimension of Genesis was attuned and compliant. Out of the boundless empty below Max's soles, matter started to form.

The blankness grew dense, solidifying into shape, and a huge expanse of ground gradually emerged, expanding every way. Earth came first, rich and dark, then levels of rock and deep foundation layered under it, each level locking in as though timeless.

Peaks came after. They didn't burst up wildly but ascended firmly, their towering outlines climbing till sharp summits stabbed the barren air.

Gorges etched themselves smoothly amid them, molded by unseen currents that appeared right after. Liquid sprang to life, pooling into brooks, flows, and broad waters, their calm faces mirroring an overhead that remained unborn.