Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1460 No intention of stopping!

Max kept his gaze locked on the deep crimson fruit dangling silently from the fiery limb of the Chaos Tree. For quite some time, he barely registered the fearsome inferno of the twelfth level engulfing his form. All his awareness delved into his internal realm, examining the recent change that occurred.

This fruit looked far from commonplace.

Its outer layer gleamed smoothly, yet bore subtle markings akin to streams of fire principles. The intense scarlet hue ran profound and vibrant, nearly resembling solidified blood blended with blaze. A gentle glow emanated from inside, steady and composed rather than wild or turbulent. It carried an age-old, subdued quality, like the vast might inside had been meticulously purified and packed tight.

The power flowing from it held deep enigma.

This wasn't mere unrefined fire force. Nor did it match the disordered fire principles that once assaulted him in the Path to Eternal Flames. Instead, it seemed whole and integrated.

"What kind of fruit is this?" Max whispered in astonishment.

He expected the sprout to evolve into something significant, maybe a fresh foliage or a solidified piece of principle. Never did he foresee it solidifying into a fruit.

Having absorbed such a massive volume of fire force along with the disordered fire principles of the twelfth level, the sprout avoided exploding in ruinous might. It didn't craft a armament. It didn't overhaul the limb in a fierce manner.

Instead, it produced a fruit.

Thoughts whirled through Max's head.

"What's the purpose of this fruit?" he pondered.

Based on what he knew, this fruit ought to encapsulate the purified core of all that the sprout had taken in. It likely stored pure fire force and disordered fire principles at their most refined. The quantity drawn in was immense. The sprout had drawn power from the whole twelfth level, squeezing it down into this one item.

Yet, what effects would follow if he ate it?

Could it propel his Flame Concept straight to a genuine principle?

Would it bestow control over disordered fires?

Would it bolster his physique, his practice, or maybe reveal a profounder aspect of the Chaos Tree's intent?

Right away, he couldn't figure it out.

No aggression poured from the fruit. It offered no opposition to his senses. As he reached out with his mind, a harmonious link emerged, making it feel wholly his own. This was the outcome of his personal insight, his persistence, his voyage along the Path to Eternal Flames.

Still, the presence inside was colossal.

Should all the fire force and disordered fire principles packed within burst free simultaneously, Max felt it capable of remolding a vast area. The strength stayed packed, mastered, poised.

An idea flickered in his thoughts.

Perhaps this fruit wouldn't just boost him in a standard way. It could embody a solidified principle, transcending simple understanding.

Max stayed quiet while probing it more.

At this point, he avoided hasty moves.

The deep crimson fruit dangled on the Chaos Tree, throbbing gently with deep command.

And Max realized that no matter what it signified, it surpassed the ordinary.

"I'll examine this fruit's function afterward," Max murmured softly, turning his eyes from the Chaos Tree toward the scorching vista of the twelfth level. Behind him, in his inner realm, the deep crimson fruit kept throbbing faintly, emitting its enigmatic command, yet he refused to let intrigue pull him away more.

"First, I need to finish the twelfth level and venture further."

A subtle grin curved his lips.

The Path to Eternal Flames had already bestowed upon him gains beyond what any in his stage had ever claimed throughout history. Still, he sensed this wasn't the conclusion. The twelfth level didn't mark the ultimate edge of his capabilities. It stood as just one more phase.

Additionally, his focus drifted momentarily to the fire limb of the Chaos Tree. The initial fruit had settled fully, yet the other four folios quivered with greater force now. Small bulges appeared on each, showing they neared spawning their own sprouts.

"Before long, the other four folios will produce as well," he mused steadily. "I ought to exploit this challenge and form four additional fruits."

The reasoning proved straightforward.

The twelfth level featured fire force and disordered fire principles of the utmost clarity found in the Path. Since one fruit arose from honing such force, lingering here and pressing onward could enable the other folios to mirror that shift.

With that idea set, Max started moving ahead again inside the twelfth level.

The blazes in this place differed greatly from those lower down. They flared with ruling might, their weight relentless and total. Every stride required concentration and mastery. But he showed no reluctance.

He planned no pause.

Why should he?

He hadn't hit his boundary yet.

Up to now, the Chaos Tree had borne him past the most choking sections of the Path. Its capacity to consume and hone fire force had softened the crushing principles nearby, letting him bear depths that ought to have pulverized him.

Currently, with four more sprouts about to emerge, the aid he'd get would merely grow.

Without fully depending on the Chaos Tree, Max recognized he held enough might to endure the twelfth level. If he fully deployed his Flame Concept, triggered his recent class abilities, and applied his total strength, he believed he could attain this depth or even advance beyond.

The Chaos Tree had merely streamlined the effort.

And while he hadn't touched his full bounds, nothing justified pulling back.

One step after another, Max pressed further into the twelfth level, the ruling blazes yielding a touch in his path as the Chaos Tree persisted in drawing and honing their core.

The Path to Eternal Flames had challenged innumerable prodigies.

But Max refused to face the trial and depart.

He aimed to master it.