Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1586 God of Multiverse

After observing the woman for a few moments, noting her presence without any hostility or hidden malice that his instincts could detect, Max finally stepped forward. Her aura exuded an absolute calmness, compelling him to lower his guard almost involuntarily.

He then took a seat on the chair opposite her at the tea table.

"Who are you, and what is this place?" he inquired, his voice a mix of caution and burgeoning curiosity.

The woman didn't respond immediately.

Instead, she offered a gentle smile and began pouring tea into the cup before him. Her movements were fluid and unhurried, as if time itself had decided to linger in her presence.

"You seem to have quite a few questions," she remarked lightly. "Before we delve into those, please, have some tea."

Max paused briefly.

However, witnessing her personally serve him, he felt that refusal would be discourteous. He picked up the cup and took a small sip.

The effect was instantaneous.

A wave of warmth coursed through him, permeating every fiber of his being. This was no mere soothing sensation; it was profoundly transformative. The weariness from his recent battle with Kazreth vanished entirely, and any lingering internal injuries were mended as if they had never been.

His mind felt extraordinarily clear.

His senses grew remarkably sharp.

Even his cultivation advanced noticeably.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker to level up to 4th level of Law Awakening Realm.]

Max's eyes widened slightly as the system notification resonated within him.

"What kind of tea is this?" he wondered, genuinely astonished. A single sip had not only healed him completely but also propelled his cultivation forward with surprising ease—an achievement that would typically demand significant time and effort.

He glanced again at the cup, then back at the woman.

"Impressive tea," he stated honestly, taking another sip.

The woman observed him quietly, a subtle smile gracing her lips as he continued to drink. There was no hint of pride in her demeanor, no compulsion to boast; the outcome seemed entirely natural for her.

As the tea settled within him, Max experienced an unfamiliar sense of profound tranquility.

He gently set the cup down and met her gaze once more.

"Can you answer my questions now?" he asked, his voice more composed than before.

The woman inclined her head slightly.

"Very well," she affirmed.

For a fleeting moment, the atmosphere surrounding them seemed to subtly shift.

"I am an existence that oversees all universes within the vast expanse of the cosmos," she continued, her voice calm yet carrying an immeasurable depth. "Every reality, every timeline, every world that has ever existed or will ever come into existence falls within the structure that I maintain."

She paused briefly before adding, her gaze locking with his.

"In simpler terms, I am what you would call the god of the multiverse."

Max nearly sputtered the tea he had just swallowed.

His body tensed as her words registered, and he looked at her with utter disbelief. The title she had just uttered was not one to be taken lightly; it signified dominion far beyond a mere world or realm.

Yet, despite his disbelief, an inner conviction assured him she was not fabricating her identity.

It wasn't her appearance that convinced him.

It wasn't her aura.

It was something deeper, a resonance with the very essence of this place. Everything around him felt harmonized with her being, as if the entire realm acknowledged her as its central axis.

He couldn't refute it.

She felt undeniably real.

"And this place?" Max inquired after a moment, his voice now softer.

The woman cast a brief glance around them, her eyes reflecting the boundless expanse of this dreamlike realm.

"You may consider this my domain," she stated. "It is not bound by time, nor confined by space. It exists outside the frameworks that govern ordinary reality. No being can enter this place unless I allow it."

She turned her gaze back to him, her expression serene and inscrutable.

"You are here because I permitted it."

Her words held no menace.

They were simply a statement of fact.

Max fell silent, processing her declaration and realizing he was in the presence of an entity far beyond any he had ever encountered, within a location existing beyond the reach of all known laws.

"I assume you did not bring me here merely to share tea," Max said after a pause, his voice even despite his unsettled mind. "What do you want from me?"

Even as he spoke, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon him.

He was seated opposite an existence that claimed dominion over all universes. The notion should have seemed preposterous, yet nothing within this place allowed him to dismiss it as a fabrication. The realm itself, the presence of the tree, and her calm authority all pointed to a truth that transcended his comprehension.

What troubled him even more, however, was something else entirely.Based on all the accumulated knowledge within the Divine Realm, spanning every scrap of understanding, it was established that gods did not exist. Not in this present time. Not anymore. At least, that was the prevailing understanding. The Divine Realm had long since been devoid of any true gods. What persisted were beings possessing extraordinary might, entities that occupied the apex of cultivation, yet none among them could genuinely claim the title of an absolute god. Max had no way of knowing if such beings had walked the earth in ancient epochs, perhaps millennia ago, or if they had simply dissolved into mere myth. However, in the current age, gods were recognized as nothing more than folklore. And yet, here he was. Occupying a seat directly opposite one. The sheer astonishment from this revelation had not yet subsided. Because of this, the notion that this meeting was inconsequential proved difficult to accept. There had to be an underlying reason, a purpose far exceeding a casual chat over a cup of tea. The woman regarded him, a subtle smile gracing her lips. "Do you believe I am unable to convene you here merely for the sake of sharing tea?" she inquired, her voice imbued with a trace of mirth.