Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1508 Overlord Body Codex

A hint of satisfaction crossed the old man's face as he observed his visitor.

"Draw closer," he commanded.

Max obeyed without pause, advancing toward the mist-like, translucent figure.

Even though the elder’s form shimmered like a shadow, a palpable essence still radiated from his presence.

Slowly, the man extended his hand.

With a gentle motion, he pressed a finger against Max’s forehead.

"Take heed," the elder spoke with quiet gravity. "Within this lies the entirety of my life's research."

"I am bestowing it all upon you."

The moment contact was made, a torrential flood of information surged into Max's consciousness.

He felt as if countless archaic scriptures, intricate diagrams, complex theories, and profound cultivation methods were unfurling inside his mind simultaneously. Despite the overwhelming volume of data, Max’s resolve instinctively surged to internalize everything.

His eyes widened as he navigated the influx of knowledge.

Soon, a flicker of burning excitement ignited in his pupils.

"The Overlord Body Codex," Max whispered in astonishment.

"This is the true cultivation method to unlock the Seven Divine Veins."

He was stunned by this revelation.

While the giant dwarves had previously taught him how to open the second divine vein, that knowledge was fragmented. Their heritage only covered that specific step.

Not even the dwarves themselves possessed the complete map for unlocking all seven divine veins.

However, the inheritance now pouring into his mind was entirely different.

The Overlord Body Codex provided a comprehensive system for conquering every stage of the Seven Divine Veins.

"This segment contains the techniques for the first four, and only the first four," the old man explained, his gaze steady and solemn.

Max sensed the massive stream of data settling within his consciousness.

The Overlord Body Codex was far more than a simple technique; it was an elaborate body cultivation framework, packed with theories and step-by-step guidance on awakening the latent divine potential within humanity.

Even with his sharp intellect, Max knew fully grasping this legacy would take significant time.

"By following these instructions," the elder continued, "the path to opening the first four divine veins will be yours. But be warned: the codex only reveals the way. Walking it remains a matter of your own fortitude and talent."

He paused before adding, "The path to the final three divine veins is not hidden within this tower. The knowledge I have passed to you is merely the first half. My remaining work is kept in a twin tower, mirroring this one."

Max listened intently as the old man elaborated.

"There are two towers containing my research. The first holds this portion of the codex. The second contains the secret to the final three divine veins."

The old man’s expression darkened with significance.

"Take note: even if you happen upon the second tower, the rest of the Overlord Body Codex will remain inaccessible unless you have already mastered the first four divine veins. The inheritance will be invisible to anyone who has not completed the earlier path."

Max nodded slowly, processing the weight of these words. The journey ahead was far from easy; he had to unlock four divine veins just to gain the right to seek the second tower.

The elder sighed, his demeanor turning grave.

"I must offer a stern warning," he said with deliberate slowness. "While I developed a method for the last three divine veins, it remains purely theoretical."

A trace of regret colored his voice.

"The Overlord Body Codex is the product of my lifetime, not an immutable law of the universe. As I hinted before, the true laws governing body cultivation have faded from existence ages ago, leaving the path blocked for countless generations."

He fixed his eyes on Max.

"Consequently, reaching the fifth, sixth, and seventh divine veins is virtually impossible. The natural mechanisms required for such a feat no longer function."

The old man shook his head slowly.

"For an eternity, no cultivator in the Divine Realm has transcended the fourth divine vein. Even the Primordial Race, with their superior lineage and arts, has failed to surpass that barrier."

His voice grew heavy.

"The Overlord Body Codex attempts to circumvent this through experimental principles I discovered. In theory, it works. In reality, the risks are cataclysmic."

The man’s eyes were intense as he delivered his final warning.

"Attempting these final three veins offers no guaranteed outcome. You may succeed; you may die; or you may end up permanently crippled."

He sighed again.

"Historically, the probability was zero. With the full Overlord Body Codex, that window shifts slightly."

He stared straight into Max’s soul.

"There is now perhaps... a one percent chance of success."

"That is more than enough!" Max exclaimed, his voice vibrant with excitement. The legacy he had obtained far exceeded his expectations for the Combat Legion Tower.

Uncertainty and peril lay ahead, but the mere existence of a possibility to push beyond the Seven Divine Veins was enough to fuel his resolve.

"Even if the chance is only one percent, I will pursue it," he vowed firmly.

To Max, one percent was a world away from zero. As long as the path existed, no matter how treacherous, he would traverse it with his life.

The elder watched him, a faint smile touching his lips. Max’s reaction did not surprise him. In his lifetime, he had seen many seek power, but few possessed such uncompromising determination.

Others might falter at the prospect of being crippled or killed, but Max saw only the potential for achievement.

"Beyond this tower and the second one, there exists a third, similar to these," the old man murmured, his tone reflective as if scanning old memories.

He gestured around the laboratory-like chamber. "These two towers were inspired by that third. I studied its architecture and principles for years to construct my own research centers. In a sense, the third tower is the origin of my work."

The man pinned Max with an expectant look.

"One day, I want you to conquer that third tower."

Max nodded instantly. The fire of his conviction burned brighter than ever. "I will," he declared with confidence. For him, such a challenge only deepened the thrill of cultivation.

Yet, a sudden realization surfaced.

"There is one complication," he admitted with a slight frown. "I do not know the location of the second tower. If I cannot find that, the third will remain an unreachable pipe dream."

He looked at the old man inquiringly.

"Where exactly are these towers located?" Max asked.