Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1560 Battle between Primordials and Devils!

"Hitting the third level of the Law Awakening Realm counts as a solid achievement," Max whispered to himself, a subtle wave of contentment washing over him as he steadied his cultivation.

After that, he stood up and rejoined the others.

"The third level of the Law Awakening Realm?" Luna uttered, her shock plain to see as she examined him intently. Leaping several levels ahead in so little time was hard for even her to wrap her head around.

Max nodded steadily. "I had a few Divine Crystals remaining, so I used them up while the chance existed."

"That's your lucky break then," Luna responded evenly, taking his words at face value.

Max offered no more details. He just stated, "Let's keep going."

The team pressed on toward the heart of the secret domain, maintaining a consistent speed as they delved further into the mystery.

Hours slipped by.

Far off, a solitary shape emerged.

A woman treaded carefully over the desolate terrain, her form sharpening as they drew near.

"Lucia!" Isabella shouted, her call echoing over the quiet wasteland.

At the sound of her name, Lucia spun around. Spotting the group and identifying Max and Isabella, relief flooded through her instantly.

Since getting pulled into this bizarre realm, she'd battled those terrifying beasts over and over. With every fight, her worries for their well-being had mounted, dreading they might face the same perils.

Now, beholding them safe and sound, she could finally unwind.

They swiftly closed the gap to her.

"You okay?" Max inquired, eyeing her closely.

Lucia gave a weak smile. "I ought to be asking you two that. But seeing you both unhurt, I'm relieved too."

Max acknowledged with a nod. Next, he presented Lucia to Luna and the rest, giving a quick rundown of their circumstances and their intent to push to the secret domain's core.

Lucia now with them, the party forged ahead anew.

Yet soon after restarting, the air up front shifted noticeably.

A low thunder rolled in from afar across the wasteland.

The earth quivered slightly underfoot, while a crushing force permeated the atmosphere.

Luna lifted her hand at once, halting the group.

"Don't rush ahead blindly," she warned in a hushed yet firm tone, attuning her awareness forward.

Max's eyes sharpened.

Ahead lay a colossal battlefield sprawling out.

Devils' forces slammed into primordials' ranks in savage combat.

The fight's magnitude dwarfed anything they'd witnessed. Myriad warriors smashed together in heavens and earth, their blows ripping space while energy blasts surged everywhere.

Star-crushing infernos, sky-shattering bolts, and land-swallowing rifts burst forth relentlessly.

Every blow held world-ending might.

Peaks crumbled, soil tore open, and the very atmosphere warped amid the fury. The warzone disintegrated bit by bit, unable to endure the onslaught's raw power.

A weighty burden pressed on Max as he took in the sight.

Getting nearer was impossible.

Even afar, the lingering blasts made their frames stiffen. Venturing closer meant instant obliteration in the fallout.

Luna's face grew somber as she gauged the peril.

"No passing through here," she declared firmly. "All of you, stay down and hide your auras. We'll skirt the edge and circle around."

Her command rang with certainty, unquestioned by all.

"Stick behind me and avoid solo moves," she added while leading them on a secure route. "Steer clear of the fight zone and stay vigilant. Block incoming strikes only if needed—don't strike back rashly."

Following her directions, the team veered cautiously along the fringes of the enormous conflict.

Still, progress proved tough.

Far-off battle tremors hit them now and then, prompting Luna's sharp calls.

"Shift left. Hold formation close."

"Dim your auras. Avoid notice."

"Eye the skies. Incoming."

Her timely directives let them dodge the ruinous echoes just in time.

As the bypass dragged on, the primordials-devils frenzy thundered distantly, its vastness and ferocity etching itself into every mind there.

This surpassed a mere battle.

It amounted to a cataclysmic war that could obliterate a whole world.

Before long, they arrived at the far flank of a colossal mountain, pausing to recover while its imposing bulk shielded them from the ferocious showdown between primordial and devil legions.

"What in the world was that? Two full armies clashing?" Max questioned with a scowl, purposely pretending he knew nothing about the spectacle they'd beheld.

Luna's face darkened, her eyes still mirroring the ferocity beyond the mountain. "I knew one of those armies," she stated deliberately. "Unless I'm wrong, that's the primordials' force. I've witnessed them once, and their aura is unforgettable."

Her tone turned graver as she went on. "If that's the case, the opposing army must be the devils. I now grasp our location."

"Where?" Max inquired, upholding his pretense.

Luna met his eyes, her look grave. "It seems we've been thrust into the past, back to Orion's era of war between primordials and devils. That accounts for the beasts we've faced and why those powers battle here."

"But how is that even feasible?" Max questioned, simulating astonishment. "Could we truly journey through time? Does that exist?"

Her declaration sent waves of astonishment rippling through the group. If Luna spoke truth, they hadn't just breached an odd realm. They had plunged into a shard of history.

Before replies could come, the earth quaked fiercely.

A savage energy burst from the heavens.

A colossal strike from the remote warzone ripped across the firmament and slammed straight into their sheltering mountain.

The collision proved devastating.

The peak disintegrated in a flash.

Boulders and rubble blasted everywhere as the whole mass crumbled, instantly baring their spot. Dust and shards choked the air, their protection utterly erased.

Silence descended for a split second.

Then—