Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1462 Growing More Buds!

"He had been meditating in the lower sections," a hall master uttered deliberately, struggling to comprehend. "Earlier, he proceeded with caution. But now, he's traversing the upper levels at a velocity beyond comprehension."

"This defies possibility," another elder stated resolutely, shaking his head in astonishment. "Only inner disciples in the Law Awakening Realm can exhibit such rapid motion inside the Path. Max is just at the initial stage of the Rebirth Realm. How is he achieving this swiftness?"

Victor Veron's face had shed its usual serenity. "The burden of the twelfth layer overwhelms even those at the pinnacle of the Rebirth Realm for extended periods. He not only withstood it but surged ahead inside."

Henry Lumin furrowed his brow intensely. "Before, he depended on gradual insight. Now, he's employing raw power. This alteration in his rhythm feels profoundly unnatural."

Lilith Carol squinted her eyes while scrutinizing the projection intently. "Right before his burst forward, there was an instant when his aura shifted. Something inside him solidified."

Matthew Grimes stayed quiet for a few moments prior to voicing his thoughts. "His groundwork exceeds our previous assessments by far. The Path to Eternal Flames crushes those dependent on sheer might alone, but he appears to blend seamlessly with it."

Chaos reigned among the disciples.

"Has he achieved another breakthrough?"

"Did he receive an abrupt revelation?"

"No Rebirth Realm cultivator ought to navigate in that manner."

Garry Heron's features had stiffened, his prior scorn vanished entirely. His mouth formed a tight line as he gazed at the projection unveiling the thirteenth layer for the first instance in records at this realm.

Stunned looks passed between the elders.

"It happened so swiftly," one whispered. "He traversed the concluding segment of the twelfth layer like the weight held no dominion over him."

Another voiced in amazement, "The Path exists to gauge boundaries. It should expose the edge of potential. Why doesn't it hold him back?"

This wave of astonishment cut deeper than the previous one.

Breaching the twelfth layer had already altered records.

Penetrating the thirteenth layer at that velocity demolished all their knowledge of Rebirth Realm cultivation constraints.

Overhead, the projection steadied, showing Max positioned steadily in the thirteenth layer as if no remarkable event had transpired.

That serene silhouette only amplified the incredulity rippling through the Black Dragon Palace.

"Excellent," Max whispered to himself, a spark of thrill gleaming in his gaze as he examined the flame branch of the Chaos Tree. All four leftover leaves quivered fiercely at this point. The faint swells underneath them had expanded, becoming plumper, as if pushing against an unseen barrier.

"In this thirteenth layer, I ought to foster at least one bud from them, perhaps additional," he remarked steadily.

Holding that anticipation, he started advancing through the thirteenth layer.

The setting here differed enormously from the twelfth. The flames appeared darker, richer in tone, and immensely more stifling. They didn't blaze ferociously. They smoldered quietly, thick and choking, bearing down from all sides like a crumbling realm. The turbulent flame laws had solidified into almost solid flows, coursing like liquid streams across the area encircling him.

Nevertheless, Max progressed rapidly.

In contrast to prior efforts, he didn't move warily. His aura ignited with restrained vigor, his Flame Concept vibrating strongly with the ambiance. The Chaos Tree inside him consumed the burdensome energy at a staggering rate. With each stride, surges of turbulent flame laws were attracted inside, purified and condensed.

12100 miles.

12200 miles.

His velocity remained unwavering.

Beyond the dome, the projection wavered relentlessly as Max's form dashed ahead in the thirteenth layer. The elders and family leaders could merely observe in muted shock.

In his internal realm, the second leaf shook fiercely while it took in increasing amounts of purified energy. The turbulent flame laws of the thirteenth layer proved purer and thicker than those underneath. They flooded into the Chaos Tree in cascades.

Upon arriving about midway in the thirteenth layer, the change at last took place.

A keen throb echoed inside him.

The second leaf expanded suddenly, its exterior shining brightly before a fissure formed at its core. Energy gathered swiftly around it, and soon, a fresh bud sprouted from its face.

Max sensed the alteration right away.

As the second bud materialized, its intake speed outpaced the initial fruit's prior consumption rate. Flows of flame energy twisted oddly toward him, drawn in like captured by unseen pull.

"Fine," Max whispered, feeling the rush of cleansed strength.

With two operational growth sites on the flame branch, the ambient burden lessened even more. The turbulent flame laws that formerly bore down on him got drained away prior to fully taking shape.

His stride quickened.

Twelve thousand six hundred miles.

Twelve thousand seven hundred miles.

The greater the number of buds, the quicker the energy influx. It seemed the whole thirteenth layer turned into sustenance.

As he approached the innermost region of the thirteenth layer, the third leaf started quaking without restraint. Its fullness had hit its maximum. The steady stream of cleansed flame laws forced it past its limit.

In the absolute core of the thirteenth layer, right as the portal to the subsequent boundary gleamed dimly in front, the third shift happened.

The third leaf split apart.

A third bud surfaced, throbbing with profound scarlet glow.

Instantly upon its creation, the consumption pace escalated sharply. The trio of growth points operated together, hauling in the nearby energy with unyielding effectiveness. The stifling presence of the thirteenth layer faded noticeably near Max's form.

The turbulent flame laws shaping the surroundings were obstacles no longer. They served as kindling.

Max lingered at the innermost section of the thirteenth layer, experiencing the three buds extracting power nonstop. The fourth and fifth leaves quivered more vigorously than before, their limits nearing.

The more buds that sprouted, the fiercer the Chaos Tree's intake.

And with each evolution, the Path to Eternal Flames itself appeared to falter in his presence.