Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1535 A way to Mortal Realms!

Max's eyes shimmered subtly, yet he held back from interrupting.

The man went on, his voice now tinged with a quiet caution. "However, do not get any ideas. That crack is extremely unstable. The spatial turbulence around it is violent. Any ordinary cultivator who tries to pass through will have their body torn apart before they can even reach the other side."

Lucia creased her brow faintly, fully grasping the danger of such an event.

"It seems that a space storm struck the ascension tunnel," the man elaborated. "That storm inflicted structural harm to the tunnel, and the fracture that resulted appeared here on Orion. Such occurrences are rare, yet when they happen, chaos ensues."

He halted for a second before continuing, "From what I know, a few second rate forces have already dispatched people to watch the situation. They aim to stabilize or seal the crack before more trouble arises."

Lucia nodded thoughtfully, taking in the details. "I see," she said.

A faint smile curved her lips again as she drew herself up. "Thank you, Zurig," she said. "I will make sure to recommend your place to others."

Zurig brushed it off with a casual wave, as though her praise meant little to him.

With that, Lucia spun around and exited the Ascension Hall, Max and Isabella close on her heels.

Stepping into the open, the camp's lively air enveloped them once more, but Max's thoughts clung to the words he'd just heard.

A crack in space.

A straight link to the mortal realms.

And a power strong enough to shatter an ascension tunnel.

Orion concealed far greater turmoil than its surface suggested.

Isabella caught the abrupt shift in Max's demeanor as they emerged from the Ascension Hall and blended into the camp's bustling crowd.

His previous tranquility had morphed into deep introspection, a faraway look, as though his mind had soared beyond Orion's limits. She furrowed her brow lightly, studying him briefly before questioning, "You suddenly became so serious. What happened?"

Max stayed quiet for a short while before responding, his tone even but laced with newfound gravity. "I am from the mortal realms," he said. "So I was wondering… if that crack in space could cause any problems for my home planet."

His straightforward words exposed a worry he seldom displayed.

Lucia glanced his way, then released a soft, faintly amused exhale as a subtle smile touched her features.

"You are worrying for nothing," she said. "Do you have any idea how vast the mortal realms are? There are countless mortal planets scattered across existence. The number is so large that it might as well be infinite from our perspective."

Her eyes fixed ahead as she persisted, voice firm and comforting. "The chance that a random spatial tear formed in Orion would connect directly to your specific home planet is so small that it is practically impossible."

Max absorbed her words in silence, his face not softening right away.

Lucia then raised another angle, her tone growing graver as she clarified more. "And even if, by some absurd coincidence, the crack did connect to your planet, it would still not become a problem in the way you are thinking."

Max's gaze drifted toward her just a bit.

"Contact between the Divine Realm and the mortal realms is strictly regulated," Lucia said. "It is not something that can be done freely. The power difference between the two realms is far too great. Even a low level cultivator from the Divine Realm could destroy an entire mortal civilization without effort. Because of that, there are strict laws that forbid interference."

She stopped momentarily before going on. "No force is allowed to descend upon a mortal planet that already has living inhabitants and interfere with its development. Those who break this rule face severe consequences, especially if they are discovered by higher authorities."

Max's features relaxed a touch while he listened.

Lucia kept striding forward, her explanation deepening. "The only time forces from the Divine Realm establish a presence in the mortal realms is when they find planets that have no intelligent life. Those planets are used as footholds to create subordinate forces. Our Black Dragon Clan did something similar with Obsidian Dragon City."

She shot him a quick look. "The purpose of such places is not conquest in the usual sense. It is cultivation. They act as gateways, gathering talented individuals from nearby mortal planets and bringing them into the fold of the Divine Realm. It is a controlled process."

She offered a slight nod, as if sealing the discussion. "So you really do not need to worry. Even if that crack leads somewhere within the mortal realms, it will not disrupt the balance in the way you fear."

Max nodded to Lucia's reasoning, though a nagging doubt persisted within him. Her argument seemed solid on the surface—the Divine Realm's laws were rigid, and the mortal realms' expanse defied comprehension.

Still, Max had witnessed personally how such regulations could shatter in the face of desirable prizes.

He held his tongue for several beats before speaking once more, voice steady yet burdened more deeply. "That logic sounds correct," he said deliberately. "But I have already seen something different happen."

Lucia and Isabella both fixed their gazes on him.

Max's eyes grew remote as memories surfaced. "There was a time when my planet almost got destroyed," he pressed on. "Four Demon Lords and four Divine Beasts descended onto my world. All of them came for a single thing… a drop of True Origin Devil Blood."

The instant those words escaped him, Lucia's face altered dramatically.

Her eyes flared open a fraction, and her steady poise shifted to intense solemnity. "True Origin Devil Blood…" she murmured softly, realization igniting within her.

"I know about this matter," she declared after a short silence, her voice now laden with import. "A few thousand years ago, there was a battle between the Primordials and a true devil. It was not an ordinary battle. It was something that shook multiple realms. In the end, the Primordials managed to kill that devil."

She paused briefly before resuming, tone unwavering but heavy with significance. "However, that devil was not willing to disappear completely. At the moment of its death, it condensed all of its remaining essence into a single drop of blood. That drop carried everything it was. Its power, its will, and its origin."

Max listened intently, his countenance unchanging.