Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1489 Three Arrows!

Softly, the woman whispered, "That lightning…" with her gaze locked firmly on the seven-hued bolts flickering wildly across Max's frame. Her face gradually hardened into a grave look as she sensed the horrifying presence embedded in those strikes of celestial wrath.

Calmly, Max declared, "Use your full strength otherwise you will not survive against me."

One eyebrow arched in clear astonishment on the woman's face upon hearing his statement. She gazed at him silently with gentle intrigue for a short while before she replied once more.

Slowly, she uttered, "It has been quite some time since I have seen someone asking me to use my full strength." Then she added, "You are quite arrogant."

A subtle grin crossed Max's lips as he lightly shook his head in dismissal.

In an easygoing manner, he stated, "If I had wanted, I could have defeated you in a single move." He continued, "That is not my plan though. I am testing some of my new techniques and moves here in this Combat Tower. Otherwise all of you are only one move away from death against me."

Silently, the woman fixed her eyes on him for an instant, as if probing to see if his claim held truth.

Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter escaped her.

"Hahahahaha!"

Through the arena, her chuckles resounded while she regarded Max intently, her eyes sparkling with delight.

After settling a bit, she remarked, "You are very amusing." She went on, "At first I thought you were arrogant, but now I take those words back. You are simply a crazy person."

While uttering those lines, she fluidly drew her bow into position with elegant poise. Lifting it, she aimed straight at Max. Tension thickened in the atmosphere near the bowstring, like an unseen arrow taking shape.

With steady assurance, she announced, "Three arrows." She followed up, "Three arrows are all I need to kill you."

Max's grin stayed steady on his face.

Steadily, he responded, "Then let me face your three arrows."

A slight smirk played on her lips as she said, "Very well." She added, "But before we begin, let us introduce ourselves. I am called Empress Luna. What is your name, kid?"

Without pause, Max replied, "Max Morgan."

Softly echoing, "Max, is it?" Empress Luna examined him briefly. A subtle grin formed on her mouth as she pressed on.

She warned, "Just so you know, in this clan nobody has ever survived the second arrow of mine. I hope you are an exception considering how crazy and arrogant you are."

Wearing a casual grin, Max urged, "Just attack me already. I am getting bored."

Gently, Empress Luna affirmed, "Good."

Upon that brief utterance, she hoisted her bow and gradually pulled back the string.

As her fingers gripped the unseen arrow tightly, silence enveloped the whole arena. A soft buzzing noise started resonating across the field of battle while power amassed at the bow's end.

Slightly, the atmosphere quivered as a radiant arrow materialized from raw, focused energy. A fearsome presence emanated from the arrow, making the nearby space undulate with strain.

Its might could already be sensed diffusing through the arena well before its launch.

With no more delay, Empress Luna let go of the string.

Like a beam of brilliance, the first arrow surged ahead.

Astonishing swiftness marked the strike. Violently, the arrow ripped through the sky, creating a warped path in its charge toward Max. Its inherent force could instantly shatter a typical Rebirth Realm cultivator.

Upon launching, the whole field rang with the noise of the arrow cleaving the void.

Max, however, stayed utterly composed.

His stance didn't shift, nor did he call forth any elaborate skill.

Rather, he just lifted his blade.

In that instant, the fifth level concept of severing sword burst forth from his weapon. A hidden, fearsome keenness radiated out, as if the space near the sword became a razor-sharp boundary.

As the arrow neared, Max executed a straightforward slash with his sword.

Once, the edge gleamed.

Immediately after, the arrow divided neatly into halves.

Past him, the broken sections whizzed by, then crumbled into vanishing wisps of power. The formidable assault, brimming with crushing might, got sliced like a mere delicate strand.

Slightly, Empress Luna's eyes tightened.

Surprise didn't show on her, yet her poised assurance grew firmer as she methodically drew the string anew.

Far greater fervor now built around the bow in this draw.

Blazing vividly, the second arrow took form. Its enveloping presence multiplied in potency beyond the prior shot. Billows of suppressive force emanated from it, causing the earth under Empress Luna's soles to quiver faintly under the emitted strain.

She let the string snap free without delay.

Onward the second arrow exploded.

Utterly outpacing its predecessor, its velocity soared, with dread power packed inside. Resembling a line of ruin, the arrow squeezed the air ahead while barreling at Max with unrelenting drive.

Yet concern eluded Max entirely.

Again, the fifth level concept of severing sword's force amassed on his weapon. Tranquil eyes tracked the approaching threat.

As it closed in, Max advanced a touch and delivered another sword stroke.

Through the air sliced a burst of piercing light.

Perfectly halved, the second arrow met the same fate as the first.

Away they whirled, the split remnants, ere they melted into dispersed power that vanished completely.

Briefly, quiet descended on the arena.

Empress Luna faintly smiled as she declared, "Good. Time to face my third arrow."

For the third pull, she steadily retracted the bowstring.

Fiercely, the power around the bow churned. Vastly surpassing the earlier pair, the force packed into this arrow intensified. Unceasing shudders gripped the ambient void, as if it buckled against the colossal energy focusing at the bow's point.

It manifested, the third arrow.

Upon emergence, a subtle gloom fell over the battlefield from the immense burden it exuded. Far mightier than the sum of the prior two, a devastating essence pulsed within the arrow.

Devastating might propelled the arrow forth as Empress Luna unleashed the string.

Like a destructive meteor, the strike ravaged the arena. From its trajectory, energy surges expanded while it hurtled at Max, wielding force to annihilate all obstacles.