Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1485 90th Floor!

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Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Max discerned the Combat Tower's true nature, where opponents were fragments of real warriors bearing their battle experience and suppressed cultivations. He surged upward from the thirty-first floor, dismantling foes whose strengths escalated from the fifth to the ninth level of the Rebirth Realm through overwhelming force, precise counters, and dimensional mastery. By the ninetieth floor, his relentless victories left observers speechless, as elders like Joe acknowledged his talent rivaling geniuses from the Divine Realm's first-rate forces.

While spectators outside persisted in their astonishment over Max's astonishing ascent speed in the Combat Tower, the space on the ninetieth floor at last started to ripple. A subtle quiver shook the arena as energy converged in the middle, and a fresh silhouette gradually materialized from the tower's whirling radiance.

As the glow dissipated, a towering fighter emerged, gripping a lengthy spear. His aura exuded a profound and suffocating intensity, vastly surpassing the adversaries Max had confronted on the levels underneath.

The fighter's gaze landed on Max, a flicker of bewilderment crossing his features. He scanned Max's form as if struggling to comprehend the apparition before him.

'How could a cultivator at the third level of the Rebirth Realm reach this deep into the nineties?' the fighter questioned, his tone laced with evident skepticism.

Max's eyes sharpened a touch as he scrutinized the fighter more intently. Sensing the emanation from his frame, Max immediately gauged that this foe possessed the prowess of the tenth level of the Rebirth Realm. This marked a pinnacle figure in the realm, poised right at the edge of the subsequent major breakthrough.

'The battle will reveal it,' Max responded with composure.

'Very well,' the fighter retorted promptly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the fighter lunged ahead with explosive velocity, the spear in his grasp slicing the air akin to a bolt of thunder. He swept it in a broad sweep prior to channeling his entire might into a straight lunge targeted straight at Max.

The spear hurtled onward with horrifying momentum, its point ripping the atmosphere while coils of compacted energy whirled about it.

This assault embodied the complete might of a tenth level Rebirth Realm master, its sheer weight fracturing the arena floor below. The nearby space quaked fiercely, as if the spear sought to impale all in its trajectory.

BOOM!

The spear neared Max in a flash. Precisely then, Max's form exploded with might. Dark dragon scales erupted over his flesh as he invoked his Dragon Scales Transformation. The scales shimmered softly amid an archaic and domineering presence bursting from his core.

Concurrently, the initial among his seven divine veins activated completely. The Vein of Origin throbbed like a thundering stream within, unleashing a torrent of unrefined power.

This power emerged not as a skill or principle. It constituted sheer, savage bodily force that inundated his every fiber. His arm's sinews coiled taut, and the air nearby shuddered as he lifted his limb.

Rather than evading the spear or retaliating with arms, Max merely stretched his unprotected hand toward the approaching strike.

The spear lunge, bearing the fury of a tenth level Rebirth Realm combatant, slammed right into his open palm.

For an instant, the whole arena quaked as the brutal collision burst forth. Shockwaves surged across the surface, fissures racing over the rocky base underfoot. The spear's tremendous force could shatter peaks, but Max's grip held steadfast.

His palm halted the spear.

The Vein of Origin's primal vigor coursed through his limb like a wild flood, enabling him to halt the ruinous blow using only his naked hand.

The ebony dragon scales on his hide lustered beneath the strain as the spear's dread momentum battled the unyielding barrier of strength that Max embodied.

'How is that possible?' The fighter gaped at Max in raw astonishment. His eyes bulged at the spectacle. The spear's end, infused with a tenth level Rebirth Realm's fearsome thrust, rested securely in Max's bare grasp. Max remained poised, as if the spear amounted to merely a branch nudged against his hand.

'Do you yield, or shall I erase you entirely?' Max inquired evenly.

'Hmph. I see your strength, yet this falls short of forcing my submission.' The fighter sneered icily. As he uttered this, the spear clutched by Max abruptly started to quiver.

Initially, the quiver was subtle, scarcely noticeable, but soon the full length of the spear vibrated with ferocity. An odd, potent energy raced along it as tiers of unseen ripples emanated from the fighter's hold.

These ripples differed from mere energy shifts. They represented a deep-seated law that the fighter had mastered to an advanced extent.

The notion of waves burst from the spear, resembling the swells of an infinite sea.

The fighter had grasped the wave concept to the fifth level.

Under that intricate notion's sway, the spear emitted formidable shock bursts that propagated along its body. Every burst bore colossal impact, making the ambient air shudder.

As those waves hit the spot where Max's hand seized the spear's point, the oscillations intensified swiftly. The air near Max's palm jittered wildly as the spear writhed with irresistible force.

In the following moment, the built-up waves detonated outward.

The relentless wave impacts hammered Max's palm repeatedly in quick barrage. The strain amplified per surge until even the Vein of Origin's brute force couldn't fully quell the weapon's motion. The spear at last wrenched loose from Max's hold as the wave surge propelled it aside.

The fighter's gaze intensified the instant the spear broke free.

Offering Max no pause to respond, he advanced and amassed his total cultivation and concept power into the spear. The encircling air warped as successive strata of wave vigor solidified around the tip. The might thickened to resemble churning liquid roiling savagely about the spear.

'Piercing Wave Spear!'

The fighter bellowed, deploying his ultimate technique.

In that split second, the spear propelled ahead with appalling velocity. The amassed waves gushed forth like an inexorable flood as the lunge wielded the fused potency of the tenth level Rebirth Realm and the fifth level wave concept. The assault's generated force proved so colossal that the terrain under the fighter's stance buckled.

The instant he delivered the blow, the stony ground below him crumbled outright.

The pulverizing wave vigor reduced the earth to oblivion as adjacent rock vaporized beneath the crushing weight. Debris and particles vanished before dispersing, carving a voided crater where the fighter had positioned.

Amid that havoc, the spear advanced like a raging sea surge bent on skewering all ahead. The wave energy thundered across the arena as the cataclysmic lunge hurtled straight at Max.