Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1440 Into the Sixth Pillar!

Dale, Jane, and Aden belonged to this particular group. Their auras glowed with consistent intensity while they pushed onward through the final portion of the fifth pillar.

Even though their speed had decreased relative to the previous stages, they stayed in front of the vast majority of fellow disciples. Evidently, they formed the top echelon from the Thirty Six Halls, the elite prodigies who had withstood the ordeal up to this stage.

Max grasped the situation right away.

Right now, this marked the farthest penetration into the trial by any outer disciple.

Naturally, there were two outliers.

'Isabella and Zain must have already stepped into the sixth layer, or maybe even the seventh,' Max pondered steadily.

He couldn't spot them close by, and the hovering displays indicated their locations were well ahead.

Shifting his attention back to himself, Max kept moving forward.

Four thousand two hundred miles.

Four thousand three hundred miles.

Four thousand four hundred miles.

The oppressive force kept building in an unyielding, suffocating pattern. The fires in this area didn't just scorch; they bore down like towering infernos.

Every advance demanded precise channeling of Divine Essence. The flame laws had evolved beyond loose threads. They formed dense flows, intertwining ideas of destruction, supremacy, and unceasing blaze.

Max soon noticed that the escalation wasn't straightforward.

The concentration of laws and the total burden in the fifth pillar proved at least tenfold greater than in the fourth layer at similar points. The scorching heat pierced his skin more fiercely, seeking to breach his meridians.

However, it failed to stop his progress.

He occasionally decelerated, shutting his eyes for a moment to separate and examine the underlying principles in every wave. He sharpened his insight into ruinous fire, distinguishing between sudden devastation and prolonged burning. He perceived the hidden framework beneath the warmth, as though outlining a route that was still emerging.

Following each short halt, he pressed on.

Trailing behind, Dale's eyes grew wide as he observed Max's form moving ahead without falter.

"He is Max, right? How is he traversing the fifth layer with such ease?" Dale whispered in astonishment.

Jane let out a measured breath, her prior dismissal vanishing entirely. "We've misjudged him," she conceded. "No one recognized by the Sword Sovereign could ever be average."

Aden remained quiet, his stare fixed on Max's diminishing silhouette.

"He possesses real strength," Aden murmured softly, his tone free of resentment. It held only acknowledgment and determination.

He strengthened his energy flow and urged himself onward.

Watching Aden surge forward with fresh vigor, Dale and Jane shared a look before pursuing. Neither wanted to lag too much within their own hall.

Still, the gap in their strides was obvious.

As they battled to hold steady against the overwhelming weight of the fifth pillar, Max proceeded with growing precision and mastery. His stops grew briefer, his movements surer.

Before the three could hit the halfway mark of the fifth layer, Max had already passed the boundary and stepped into the sixth layer.

A fiercer inferno of the sixth pillar burst forth around him, the flames darkening to a more intense hue laced with savage fury.

In that instant, beyond the Path to Eternal Flames, the enormous dome buzzed with suspense.

Elders of the Thirty Six Halls occupied raised seats, their faces showing everything from composed indifference to mounting wonder. The prodigies from the Seven Families lingered close, their attention glued to the suspended displays. Even the Seven Family Heads, who seldom revealed feelings, observed the test closely as events progressed.

All at once, one watching elder bent ahead.

"Look!" he burst out, surprise slipping into his words. "Max has overtaken every other disciple. Just Isabella and Zain are still in front."

A wave of whispers swept through the assembly.

On the main display, Max's image appeared entering the sixth pillar, with flames surging around him in devastating force.

An elder from the Twelfth Hall creased his brow sharply. "That youth… isn't he merely at the first level of the Rebirth Realm?"

"Indeed," a different elder affirmed, his forehead furrowed. "His cultivation got checked at signup. First level of Rebirth Realm. That's it."

"That's unbelievable," a firm voice interjected. It came from an elder of the Fifteenth Hall. "The sixth pillar's force aims to overwhelm even advanced Rebirth Realm cultivators. How does a first-level one handle it so smoothly?"

One genius from the Seven Families murmured lowly, "He shows no sign of strain."

An elder from the Twenty Third Hall gave a light sneer. "Maybe he's using some relic or secret method."

With that, Elder Virelila's gaze hardened.

"Doubt his cultivation if you must," she stated flatly, "but don't undermine the sanctity of the Path to Eternal Flames. No item can counter the ancient intent woven into those fires."

An elder from the Eighth Hall inclined his head. "The array would detect any outside aid."

A man of middle years among the Seven Family Heads mused aloud. "Isn't this the same disciple the Sword Sovereign's blade accepted?"

"Correct," another Family Head answered. "It's him."

"That fact accounts for a lot," the initial man went on. "The Sword Sovereign's weapon rejects anything less than excellence."

Only Mathew Grimes observed the scene with a grin. Simply knowing Max aligned with his Grimes Family kept a perpetual smile on his features.

An elder from the Twenty Third Hall shook his head. "Regardless, sword recognition doesn't guarantee this degree of resilience."

Another elder replied evenly, "Don't forget he's Virelila's personal disciple. Everyone knows her criteria. She takes on no mediocre gifts."

At that point, a gentle laugh emerged from a senior elder positioned centrally.

"You debate him like an everyday disciple," the senior elder drawled. "Sure, he's at the first level of the Rebirth Realm, but a solid base isn't judged just by realm progress."

A youthful prodigy from the Seven Families voiced his thrill openly. "His rhythm holds firm. He's not bulldozing ahead. Seems like he's grasping insights on the go."

"That's precisely what's troubling," an elder whispered. "If he's genuinely absorbing flame laws during his advance, his groundwork surpasses his current realm by far."

Seraphina Vale from the Twenty Third Hall squinted at the display. "He lags behind Isabella and Zain still."

Her expression turned grim just then. She hadn't foreseen Max displaying such prowess either. Yet she felt eased, aware that Isabella operated in a superior class to Max and had reached the eighth layer.

"We'll observe how he measures up to them," another elder amended. "Since the sixth pillar marks the start of real separation."

A hum of consensus rose.

One Seven Family Head eased back a bit, his eyes staying on the image of Max pushing through the sixth layer.

"A first-level Rebirth Realm disciple ought not to reach this far. The burden should've flattened him by the third or perhaps sooner," he noted softly. "But there he endures."

He led the Veron Family.

Elder Virelila permitted herself a subtle smile. "He's overturned plenty of norms, and this is just another," she responded steadily.

The suspended displays shimmered as Max's form kept progressing deep in the scorching core of the sixth pillar.