Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1419 Divinet and the Arrival of the Seven Families!

The subtle smirks playing on the lips of the Thirty Third Hall elders drew a scowl from the other elder. His eyes darted back to Max one more time before he uttered in a hushed, edged voice. "What is this supposed to mean? Do you truly believe that this kid is going to perform wonders in the trials?"

At that instant, Lady Virelia shifted her attention, her face serene and composed as she locked eyes with him. A soft grin tugged at her mouth while she answered steadily, "You will find out once the trials begin, will you not?"

The elder's scowl intensified. He obviously resented the assurance and utter indifference displayed by the Thirty Third Hall elders, particularly Lady Virelia. In his view, their poise came across as intentional taunting.

"Since you are so confident," he remarked after a short silence, a cunning grin gradually spreading across his features, "why do we not test this kid's strength a little right now?"

"There will be no such need," Lady Virelia shot back promptly. Her voice stayed mild, but it brooked no debate. She then strode by him without another look and made her way to the Thirty Third Hall's allocated camp. Her fellow hall elders trailed after her, guiding their disciples from the assembly area.

The elder suggesting the challenge remained rooted in place, utterly overlooked. Embarrassment and fury heated his cheeks red as he balled his hands into fists. Deep inside, bitterness surged wildly.

'Damn you, Virelia. Just because this kid took away the Sword of the Sword Sovereign does not mean he is truly strong. I will see how your disciples suffer during the Path to Eternal Flames trial.'

This elder went by the name Vale Heron, serving as an elder in the Twenty Fifth Hall. The Twenty Fifth Hall operated under the Heron Family's control, and the deep-seated feud between the Heron Family and the Grimes Family was infamous throughout the Black Dragon Palace. Due to this enmity, conflicts and sharp exchanges among their linked elders were commonplace.

But on this occasion, Vale Heron had directly confronted Lady Virelia, only for her to brush off his jab completely. The dismissal cut deeper than he had anticipated.

"Just you wait," Vale Heron grumbled quietly as he pivoted and headed to the Twenty Fifth Hall's camp, his stare icy with eagerness for the events ahead.

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"Wait patiently here and prepare yourselves for the trials," Lady Virelia instructed the Thirty Third Hall disciples calmly as they assembled in their assigned camp.

She scanned the group briefly before adding, "The trials will begin the moment the seven families arrive."

After that, she spun around and departed with the other Thirty Third Hall elders, moving to join the elders from fellow halls in the Grimes Family alliance. Their exit stranded the disciples amid the sprawling camps of rival halls and the imposing trial formations looming afar.

Time ticked on, and Max idly scanned the nearby terrain. Right away, an odd detail caught his eye. Disciples from various other halls stared openly at their camp, and most of those looks zeroed in on him. A few held curiosity, others showed respect, but many brimmed with blatant enmity.

"Am I really that famous?" Max murmured to himself, a mix of amusement and confusion in his tone.

Carl let out a light laugh nearby. "Famous is an understatement. Right now, you are probably one of the most well known figures in the Divine Realm among the younger generation. I would not be surprised if your face has already gone viral on the Divinet."

"Divinet?" Max's brow furrowed a bit. "What is that?"

Laura, positioned close by, faced him with astonished eyes. "You seriously do not know what the Divinet is?"

"Should I?" Max replied, rubbing his head sheepishly.

Carl grinned and shook his head. "It is not surprising that you do not know about it, considering you came from the mortal realm not long ago." He halted for a second, pondering the simplest explanation. "Think of the Divinet as a massive virtual network. All kinds of information are shared there, from cultivation news and major events to recordings, images, and discussions that spread extremely fast."

"Oh," Max responded, nodding as realization dawned and a grin lit his face. "So it is basically the same as an extranet."

Carl paused briefly, then burst into laughter. "Yes, that is a good way to put it. In the Divine Realm, we simply call it the Divinet."

It was then that Max spotted the matching wristbands on Carl and Laura. They looked streamlined and emitted a subtle glow, obviously far from mundane trinkets. The image instantly evoked memories of Acaris's holowatches.

"You will need to get one of those wristbands sooner or later," Carl noted, catching Max's look and raising his left arm a touch. "They are very combat friendly. The moment the wristband senses that your body is releasing Divine Essence, it automatically merges into your skin and becomes invulnerable during battle."

He went on, "They are quite cheap and accessible to almost everyone in the Divine Realm. On top of that, they allow you to stay updated on everything happening across the Divine Realm through the Divinet."

"I will buy one after the trial," Max agreed with a nod. "It sounds like something I really need."

While talking, his gaze wandered again over the endless camps dotting Planet Cyrus's scarlet plains. Encircled by hundreds of thousands of disciples and observed by countless hidden watchers, Max sensed the burden of the impending trials weighing heavily on him.

While the disciples lingered in their camps, the moments dragged on amid thick tension. Chatter slowly faded, giving way to a strained quiet as all eyes flicked skyward repeatedly. Unnoticed, almost an hour slipped away, Planet Cyrus's stifling warmth bearing down relentlessly while the mood turned increasingly grave.

Suddenly, an unexpected stir swept through the atmosphere over the trial grounds.

Seven massive star shuttles burst into view from the blood-red heavens all at once, their forms slicing past the fiery clouds and scorching haze like divine creatures plunging from the stars. Every shuttle pulsed with a unique, potent energy, each distinct from the rest, though all exuded an undeniable command that quickened the disciples' pulses.

The shuttles glided in flawless unison and shortly touched down, arranging in a flawless ring encircling the trial zone. The earth quivered faintly under their colossal mass, and surges of force emanated outward, compelling numerous disciples to brace themselves.

"They are here…"

"The seven main families."

"Finally."

Murmurs raced across the camps as myriad stares fixed on the fresh arrivals. All understood the implication. These seven star shuttles heralded the seven core families of the Black Dragon Clan, the supreme foundations upholding the palace's uppermost ranks.

Once the shuttles came to rest, an unseen weight seemed to blanket the whole region. Even before a single figure emerged, the seven main families' arrival thickened the air, transforming the trials from a far-off prospect into an urgent, inescapable truth.

The Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial was about to truly begin.