Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1564 Tense Situation!

As soon as Mira mentioned returning the Sword Sovereign's sword to the Sword God Palace, utter silence descended over the area. All eyes locked onto Max and Mira, the strain crackling between them drawing every bit of focus.

The Sword Sovereign's blade had indeed originated from the Sword God Palace. Still, it remained common knowledge throughout the Divine Realm that the Sword Sovereign had deliberately deposited that sword in the Black Dragon Palace himself ages past.

That incident back then sparked massive interest and even bestowed some renown upon the Black Dragon Palace. The notion of the Sword Sovereign entrusting them with such an iconic weapon was impossible for anyone to dismiss.

From then right up to mere months before, the Sword God Palace enjoyed endless chances to seize the sword back if they genuinely desired it. But they never lifted a finger. Yet now, the instant a Black Dragon Clan member claimed it triumphantly, they demanded its handover.

Max comprehended the full picture perfectly.

A subtle smile played on his lips as he regarded Mira. "Let me ask you something first," he stated evenly. "If the Sword God Palace truly wanted the Sword Sovereign's sword back, why did you never send anyone to the Black Dragon Palace to retrieve it all this time?"

Mira's face hardened in an instant. "Who are you to question the Sword God Palace?" she snapped back, her tone razor-sharp and brimming with command.

Max shrugged offhandedly. "I may be no one, but since you are asking for my sword, I believe I have the right to ask a question. So, what is the answer?"

Right then, Lucia's voice slipped into his mind via a discreet transmission. "Max, the Sword God Palace did send geniuses to retrieve the sword. However, they all failed. The Sword Sovereign had set a condition that only those at or below the peak of the Law Manifestation Realm could attempt to take the sword, and although the Sword God Palace sent many talented individuals, none of them succeeded."

Max's smile stretched a touch broader as he absorbed her explanation.

"So you did send people after all," he remarked with a gentle chuckle while eyeing Mira. "But every single one of them failed. The sword remained safely within the Black Dragon Palace all this time. Now that I have taken it, you suddenly want to reclaim it from me?"

His stare intensified as he gazed down upon her.

"Is this how the Sword God Palace conducts itself?" he queried, his voice steady yet edged with bite. "Is this what you call dignity?"

"Will you return the sword or not?" Mira demanded, her voice icy and resolute as she disregarded every word from Max. To her, this single issue overshadowed all else.

Max offered a faint smile and shook his head. "Return it? The sword belongs to me now. There is nothing to return."

Cold fury flashed across Mira's features as she whipped out her sword, its edge glinting with deadly menace. "Then I will simply take it from your corpse," she declared without a trace of doubt.

Her declaration ratcheted up the pressure in a heartbeat.

Oppressive tension swept over the assembly as all recognized the dispute had exploded beyond verbal sparring. Max's brow furrowed lightly too, caught off guard by her brazen killing intent.

Lucia's countenance grew solemn as she quietly braced to intervene if required, while Isabella remained rigid, desperately wishing to avert total mayhem.

War God Palace and Ascension Hall members stood equally stunned. No one anticipated Mira's readiness to murder over the sword.

"Big sister, this is bad," Luna said, frowning deeply as she turned to Tamara. "Mira's true strength is at the same level as mine at the 3rd level of Law Manifestation Realm, and even though her strength is now suppressed at the peak of Law Refinement Realm, Max stands no chance against her. Big Sis, we should help Max."

Tamara shook her head with composure. "We cannot interfere. This is a matter between the Sword God Palace and the Black Dragon Clan. And knowing Mira, she would not welcome any intervention from us."

Luna's face grew even tauter. She yearned to assist, yet her sister's firm position forced her to stay put, inwardly praying Max could navigate out of this peril.

Yet, not all saw eye to eye on this.

Out from the Ascension Hall contingent strode a young man.

Though his standing fell short of Mira's or Tamara's, his aura radiated equal potency. Among the peak Law Manifestation Realm prodigies who accompanied the Ascension Hall to probe the void fissure at Orion, he stood out. Ash was his name.

A subtle, helpless notion flickered through his mind. Had he anticipated that arriving here would result in this predicament, he might have opted to stay behind at the headquarters.

Donning an easygoing smile, he strode between Max and Mira, then pivoted to face her.

"Miss Mira," he stated in a steady, composed voice, "I comprehend your fierce resolve to retrieve the sword, yet this is hardly the spot or moment for such a clash."

He halted for a second before pressing on. "Countless devils encircle us right now, fiercely battling the primordials. We haven't the faintest idea how we ended up here. Amid this chaos, joining forces would be the smartest path to escape."

"Killing a third-level Law Awakening Realm cultivator won't stir any true commotion," Mira replied coolly, her voice utterly detached. "Don't fret. I'll end it swiftly, before the devils catch wind."

With that declaration, she advanced on Max, her strides firm and leisurely, exuding an oppressive aura.

A soft sigh escaped Ash as he observed the brewing confrontation. He knew full well the dire outcomes of meddling. The instant he moved to halt Mira, Sword God Palace disciples would strike back mercilessly, thrusting Ascension Hall into outright war with them. Such an event would unleash utter mayhem.

Having mulled over the fallout, he decided to pull away.

His eyes rested on Max for an instant, a trace of sympathy gleaming within, prior to his retreat, abandoning the pair to confront one another solo.