Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1572 Limitless Expanse Divine Realm

"Universes do exist beyond the one we live in," Kyle declared with a calm voice. "Ours is called the Limitless Expanse Divine Realm. Together, the mortal realm and divine realm make up our complete universe."

"Limitless Expanse Divine Realm," Max echoed softly.

Now that he had ascended to the Divine Realm, a sudden sense hit him—he had merely scratched the surface of the immense unknown. The boundless scale of reality dwarfed his previous conceptions, embedding this truth firmly within his thoughts.

Their discussion flowed on as Kyle led the way ahead, and shortly after, they stepped into the secret domain's central hub.

Right upon arrival, pure pandemonium assaulted their eyes.

This marked the battlefield's authentic epicenter.

Here, the clash between primordials and devils surged to its most ferocious height. Max unleashed his Dimensional Sovereign Body, absorbing the full panorama in an instant. Before him lay unyielding massacre. Primordials and devils collided endlessly, their strikes shredding the terrain while innumerable lives perished each second. Humans fought alongside the primordial ranks, striving fiercely against the devils.

Blood drenched this field of slaughter.

"This…" Lucia breathed out shakily, her voice quivering as she absorbed the spectacle. Never before had she beheld combat of such colossal magnitude, its raw ferocity stunning her into brief paralysis.

Max's eyes scanned the zone swiftly, quickly pinpointing the team that had ventured into the secret domain alongside him. They clustered at a safe remove, merely spectating the fray instead of diving into the conflict.

"Kyle, thanks for guiding us here," Max expressed. "We're grateful."

He seized Lucia's hand without pause for a reply and headed straight for that cluster.

Kyle observed them briefly, appearing ready to urge battle participation, yet a distant distraction drew his focus. Silently, he pivoted and departed the heart, retreating to the perimeter zones.

Moments passed before Max and Lucia joined the Orion contingent.

Spotting Rose at once, Lucia hurried over. "Rose, what's going on here?" she inquired urgently.

"Lucia, I'm so relieved you're okay," Rose replied, evident relief washing over her at the sight of Lucia and Max returning intact.

Yet her face shifted upon realizing an absence.

"Where's the other one?" she questioned, brow furrowing lightly.

"No need to fret," Lucia assured steadily. "She's secure."

Seeing Lucia withhold details on Isabella, Rose dropped the matter. She redirected attention and delved into a full briefing.

"The core of the primordial-devil war rages in this spot," Rose described, her tone laced with wonder and tension as she pointed to the distant turmoil. "We first attempted to charge into the fray, hoping to help or grasp the chaos better. But each effort collapsed."

Gravity deepened on her features as she pressed on.

"A bizarre spatial warp encircles that zone. As soon as any of us approaches the battlefield, an unseen power shoves us away. It's beyond our power to overcome. Regardless of strength, repulsion strikes before anyone can engage closely."

After a quick breath, she appended, "Thus, every Orion arrival has assembled here. We witness the battle's fury, yet remain powerless to meddle."

Max absorbed her words intently, then queried, "Has anyone discovered an exit from this realm?"

Rose shook her head deliberately. "No luck so far. But the elite figures from Sword God Palace and War God Palace on site have reached a verdict."

"Which is?" Max probed.

"They say a time and space storm has trapped us," Rose clarified. "This secret domain isn't normal space—it's a shard of the storm, a twisted nexus of time and space fused together."

Her eyes turned to the battlefield.

"Their view: exit demands letting history replay unaltered. The war progresses untouched. At its end, escape might open up."

Max nodded thoughtfully. "Understood."

He accepted her account outwardly, but inner turmoil persisted.

A time and space storm.

That's the assessment from Sword God Palace and War God Palace experts.

Yet Max grasped a contrasting truth.

Based on all his observations, he firmly believed they were trapped within a hidden realm, specifically a time dimension that had safeguarded a piece of the past. The occurrences surrounding them weren't mere recollections. Rather, they constituted a vivid recreation constrained by peculiar laws.

'Assuming my assessment holds true, that rift in the void likely grew unstable and generated a sort of spacetime whirlpool,' Max pondered, keeping his face composed outwardly. 'That whirlpool subsequently dragged everyone here into this time-bound realm.'

However, a piece of the puzzle didn't fit.

His eyes moved subtly while he kept scrutinizing the circumstances.

'Yet what caused that rift to destabilize initially?' he pondered. 'It couldn't have crumbled merely from my clash with some elves. Such a minor skirmish wouldn't suffice to unleash an event of this magnitude.'

A slight furrow creased his brow as the reflection intensified.

'Even supposing my actions triggered the instability, the outcome ought to have been annihilation, not this scenario. The rift should have fragmented or vanished, rather than drawing us into a historical battlefield frozen in time.'

The deeper his contemplation went, the stronger his disquiet grew.

'Some element remains overlooked,' Max determined inwardly. 'A factor we haven't grasped yet.'

He felt certain of that.