Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1441 Reaction of the Chaos Tree!

Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Max pressed onward through the intensifying flames of the fifth pillar, his steps measured as he analyzed the weaving laws of annihilation and combustion, outpacing most disciples including Dale, Jane, and Aden from the Thirty Six Halls. The trio watched in awe, their earlier doubts replaced by recognition of his exceptional talent, spurring them to push harder despite the mounting pressure. As Max crossed into the sixth pillar's darker, more violent blaze, observers outside the Path to Eternal Flames erupted in astonishment, elders and Seven Family Heads debating how a first-level Rebirth Realm cultivator could endure such trials without artifacts, attributing his feat to his acknowledgment by the Sword Sovereign and guidance from Elder Virelila.

As Max ventured onto the path of the sixth layer, the unseen force weighing on his form surged anew, and now it wasn't merely the brutal crush of the fires alone but the very dominion of the fire laws that crushed down upon him.

The atmosphere turned denser. Every inhale dragged in blistering warmth that drilled into his lungs and raced along his meridians. The nearby flames quit their random dancing. They surged with purpose, as though each flicker bore a sliver of intent.

Rather than fight back right away, Max let the burden sink into him. He aimed to grasp it. He sought to sense it sharply.

Because of that, he pressed further into the sixth layer without rushing, his strides firm even as the force built higher.

Five thousand two hundred miles.

Five thousand three hundred miles.

Five thousand five hundred miles.

Upon hitting about the center of the sixth layer, Max eased his pace. His forehead creased slowly as a feeling inside him shifted in a manner unrelated to the outer strain.

He advanced a couple more steps before halting entirely, positioned amid the furious ocean of red and golden fires. The blaze nearby thundered, but his focus had already shifted inside.

"I can feel my Chaos Tree reacting to the energy in this place," Max whispered softly, his tone hushed and reflective.

This was entirely new. The Chaos Tree had always lingered inside him like a quiet ancient being, taking in whatever it desired and ignoring nearly all outside influences.

In typical situations, it would merely take in some conceptual energy to shape a concept leaf on the matching branch. Beyond that, nothing much occurred.

Even after he had consumed endless items via his black flames, it never stirred, yet here it responded so vigorously, nearly hungrily, to this particular setting. The strange reaction gripped his chest with surprise and intrigue.

Max shut his eyes and directed his awareness deep into his inner realm, where the Chaos Tree anchored itself in endless void. The massive tree throbbed subtly, its core timeless and profound.

As his sense locked onto the limb for the flame element, he spotted something that narrowed his eyes a bit.

Five leaves born from his grasp of the Flame Concept gleamed with gentle golden light. Each one stood for a stage of his insight. They had sat there forever, silently marking his skill, but now they shone. The glow wasn't dim. It burned bright, vibrant, like the leaves were answering a summons.

He watched closer and noticed innumerable threads of golden light emerging from the emptiness near the tree. These threads were faint but infinite, floating in from every side before blending into the flame leaves. With each thread joining a leaf, its shine grew a touch stronger.

"These leaves are formed from the concept of flames I have comprehended. Five leaves for five levels of the Flame Concept," Max whispered reflectively. "Then why is it only now that these leaves have started glowing?"

He avoided hasty judgments. Instead, he turned his sense back to the outside, matching the internal shifts with the sixth layer's surroundings. The golden threads flowing into the Chaos Tree matched exactly the special flame energy filling the Path to Eternal Flames.

This wasn't simple fire. It was blaze laced with deep law pieces. It held clarity and timeless power.

An insight gradually took shape in his thoughts.

"These golden strands are the flame based energies emitted by the Path to Eternal Flames," he stated softly. "And the Chaos Tree is devouring them."

The term devouring fit perfectly. The energy wasn't just soaking in passively. It was pulled in deliberately, purified, and funneled straight to the flame branch. The rest of the branches stayed serene, unaffected, as if solely this element echoed here.

Max lifted his eyes, gazing at the boundless blaze encircling him. The fires no longer appeared solely crushing. They now seemed like sustenance.

"My Chaos Tree is also very mysterious," Max whispered, his face grave. "It is an ability of the Unholy Trinity Physique, yet I still do not know its true purpose."

The Chaos Tree had supported him endlessly, steadying law conceptual energies that ought to have ripped him to shreds and letting him blend clashing powers. Still, its core role stayed hidden.

Was it just a holder for concepts and elements, or something vastly more that he hadn't revealed yet?

"Wait a minute. The reason I can hold light energy, infernal energy, Draconic Essence, and now even Divine Essence within the same body without collapsing is because of the Unholy Trinity Physique," Max whispered deliberately, his gaze sharpening as his ideas started connecting.

The Unholy Trinity Physique had forever been the base that let clashing powers dwell in him without destruction. It steadied oppositions. It quelled resistance. It forged harmony amid what should have been savage clashes.

"Then what is the true use of the Chaos Tree?" he went on in a quiet tone, rooted still amid the sixth layer's furious fires. "Is it meant to let me comprehend all types of elements within a single body?"

On the surface, that made sense. The Chaos Tree could hold concepts as leaves, each marking a degree of grasp. It featured limbs for various elements, and those limbs grew with his deeper knowledge. Yet the deeper he probed this idea, the more gaps he found in it.

"No. That cannot be its main function," Max declared resolutely to himself.

When he had seized the concept of time, it hadn't been in this form. The law of causality had set barriers that blocked him from merging the time concept into his present state.

He had needed another vessel to seize it. If the Chaos Tree really permitted grasping every concept in one frame without limits, then the law of causality wouldn't have demanded that split.

That one truth broke the prior theory.