Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1529 A leap in strength!

Seven days slipped away in an instant, and as the scheduled day dawned at last, Max was fully prepared to set off toward the forbidden planet Orion. Throughout that entire week, the choice he'd made before hadn't flickered even slightly. All his efforts during that brief interval were solely aimed at readying himself for the threats lurking on that far-flung, deadly world.

Several key events had transpired over that week.

True to her word, Lady Virelia dispatched a disciple carrying the dragon materials Max had requested. These weren't mere scraps; they preserved faint traces of draconic essence with immense worth persisting across endless years.

Upon receiving them, Max wasted no time. Inside his residence and within the seclusion of his Dimension of Time, he absorbed every piece completely.

By week's end, the outcomes proved utterly staggering.

His Draconic Essences surged from twelve hundred to two thousand, with Dragon Scales matching that rise. Far from minor gains, this marked a colossal boost to his bodily foundation.

The surge felt so profound that Max sensed the shift vividly in every motion. Muscles grew denser, bones tougher, and his whole frame bore a heft surpassing its former state.

Max paused in silence, attuning to the transformations inside him. The power coursing through felt solid and immense, not bursting but profoundly anchored. Such might wouldn't yield to strain.

This enhancement let him sense his body crossing into fresh territory.

"If I attempt it now, I can definitely endure the opening of the third divine vein," Max murmured to himself, eyes narrowing as he assessed his state. His tone carried genuine assurance. Unlike earlier, his form now stood far sturdier and tougher, ready to bear forces that once would have crushed him.

Yet that idea surfaced only to be dismissed with a swift headshake.

His body posed no issue now.

The issue lay in the vast energy needed.

Unlocking the third divine vein required resources dwarfing his current stock. Lady Virelia's dragon materials, fully used up to boost Draconic Essences and Dragon Scales, yielded superb results yet fell short of propelling him further.

A soft sigh slipped from his lips.

"Still not enough," he whispered.

No trace of letdown showed on his face.

Only serene resolve lingered.

He grasped precisely the extent of his newfound might, refusing to downplay it. Just the two thousand Draconic Essences packed fearsome power, bestowing crushing bodily force.

Likewise, two thousand Dragon Scales offered defenses where even fierce strikes barely scratched him.

Together, they propelled his battle prowess to unprecedented heights.

"At the very least, I can now unleash the full might of the second divine vein without any restraint," Max murmured gently, a subtle smile gracing his lips.

That realization spurred him toward the rendezvous spot arranged with Isabella.

Soon after exiting his dwelling, Max reached the designated spot. Chosen for its isolation, it lay distant from the disciple traffic in Black Dragon Palace.

Quiet enveloped the area, eerily still, devoid of motion anywhere. Such seclusion ensured even tiny stirs stood out, perfect for a low-profile exit.

Typically, Black Dragon Clan disciples couldn't stray from the palace at will, let alone to other worlds. Clan approval was mandatory, with rule-breakers facing harsh penalties invariably.

Yet the Saint and Saintess occupied a privileged realm. Their rank allowed freedoms unimaginable to regular members. Prior notice to the clan sufficed for journeys anywhere.

Max had handled this already.

Prior to his setups, he'd conferred directly with Lady Virelia about visiting Orion. Predictably, she disapproved. Orion's perils were infamous; even Max's prowess offered no survival guarantee.

She urged him to reconsider, citing dangers and the myriad prodigies lost on that cursed world.

Ultimately, though, she fell silent.

She comprehended his nature.

She realized Max's decisions like this brooked no reversal. Opting against futile resistance, she backed him her way. Before departure, she bestowed several life-saving artifacts, each potent in dire straits.

Max took them readily.

And gratitude stirred silently within.

As these reflections flowed, Max's eyes turned ahead.

Afar, a Star Shuttle emerged gradually.

Its streamlined form floated silently above ground, hull gleaming softly as if primed for stellar voyages. Beside it stood Isabella, back rigid, face composed in wait.

But another accompanied her.

Max's gaze sharpened upon spotting the extra silhouette nearby.

A subtle scowl creased his brow.

This venture was meant for him and Isabella alone. No outsider should join, sparking instant wariness at the intruder.

His pace eased, senses honing as reflexes stirred.

Expression unchanged, his Dimensional Sovereign Body activated soundlessly, senses probing the stranger. The figure's aura hid well, yet not from his grasp.

Instantly, her identity revealed itself.

Max exhaled lightly, tension fading a bit.

Beside Isabella stood Lucia Grimes.

This sight softened his scowl somewhat, though not fully. Lucia's arrival surprised, yet proved familiar territory.

One puzzle persisted.

Why was she here?