Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1594 Back to Orion!

Max soon emerged from the Dimension of Genesis, making his return to Acaris.

The familiar ambiance of the mortal realm enveloped him once more. In contrast to the potent and overwhelming Qi of the higher realms, Acaris presented a gentler, more tranquil sensation, evoking a sense of nostalgia. For a fleeting moment, Max remained still, absorbing the essence of the world where much of his journey had commenced.

Then, his form dissolved.

Space contorted around him, and in the subsequent instant, he materialized within a secluded forest, far removed from any urban centers or settlements. Ancient trees reached towards the sky, their boughs rustling gently in the breeze as sunlight streamed through the canopy above.

Max directed his gaze forward and spoke with a steady voice.

"Allen, you may reveal yourself now."

As soon as his words concluded, the vacant air before him shimmered. A figure stepped forth from the very fabric of the void, as if emerging from another dimension seamlessly.

It was Allen Spencer.

He stood with a dignified posture, and a luminous golden crown hovered above his head, emanating a noble radiance. Its light was constant and potent, exuding an authority intrinsically linked to the planet's destiny.

Allen regarded Max with a subtle smile, though surprise flickered in his eyes.

"I hadn't anticipated you would detect me," he admitted candidly.

During Max's absence, Allen had dedicated himself to solitary cultivation, endeavoring to master the divine authority bestowed upon him by the crown. With each passing day, his power had augmented, and he had evolved significantly beyond the individual who last encountered Max. Yet, despite this advancement, Max had sensed his presence immediately.

Max offered a slight smile. "How could I not?"

His expression then grew more earnest.

"Tell me. Is everything proceeding smoothly?"

Allen confirmed with a resolute nod. "All is stable. No external forces have emerged with sufficient might to imperil Acaris. The world remains at peace."

"Excellent." Max inclined his head in approval.

After a brief silence, he posed another inquiry.

"Tell me something. Will you serve as the Crownbearer of this world indefinitely?"

Allen cast his gaze upward towards the hovering crown before responding with a shake of his head.

"That is contingent upon the crown's own judgment," he stated. "Should it ever deem me unworthy to wield this authority, it will depart and seek a new candidate. The mantle of Crownbearer is tied to duty, not to the individual."

Max listened intently before giving a slight nod.

"I comprehend."

A faint smile graced his features.

"You are performing admirably, Allen."

Those simple words elicited a subtle softening of Allen's demeanor. Max's commendation now carried a distinct weight, particularly after witnessing the extent of his progress.

At that precise moment, the surrounding space began to distort around Max. Gentle undulations spread through the atmosphere, and streams of light converged upon him as the laws governing the higher realm exerted their pull, drawing him back.

Allen instantly grasped the situation.

"You are departing?"

Max released a quiet exhalation. "My sojourn in the mortal realm was inherently limited from the outset. It appears that this time has now concluded."

He then fixed his gaze directly upon Allen, his eyes conveying a calm yet profound significance.

"Should you ever be divested of the crown," Max imparted, "ascend to the Divine Realm and seek me out."

Allen's eyes narrowed infinitesimally, as if committing those words to his very being.

Then, Max's form began to emit an intense luminescence. Light enveloped him entirely before surging upwards like a colossal pillar piercing the heavens.

In the following instant, he vanished.

The forest reverted to its former silence.

Allen remained stationary for several moments, his gaze fixed upon the vacant space where Max had disappeared. Then, without uttering a sound, his own figure dissolved back into the void, vanishing as silently as he had appeared.

Before long, the influence of spatial laws ceased, and Max found himself standing within a familiar world once again.

The atmosphere, the ambient energy, and the peculiar yet majestic surroundings immediately confirmed his location.

He had arrived back in Orion.

Max's gaze scanned the vicinity with subdued vigilance. The landscape before him was vast and desolate, characterized by ancient stone plains and distant, rugged formations under a dim sky. Despite the immensity of the area, not a single trace of life was present.

He extended the senses of his Dimensional Sovereign Body over a considerable radius.

Nothing.

No concealed powerhouses. No ambushes. No errant cultivators.

Not even a solitary soul could be detected.

Observing this, Max wasted no time. With a mere thought, the space adjacent to him rippled repeatedly as numerous individuals materialized one after another.

These were the cultivators he had safeguarded within his personal dimension, sequestered away in the secret domain.

The instant they emerged, bewilderment swept through them.

"Huh? What happened?"

"Where are we?"

"Did we survive?"

Disciples and elders from the War God Palace, Sword God Palace, and other major forces rapidly scanned their surroundings in alarm. The last thing most of them recalled was the intimidating pressure emanating from Kazreth within the secret domain, believing death was imminent.

Yet here they stood, under an open sky, in an entirely different location.

As comprehension dawned, their shock transformed into immense relief.

"We've returned!"

"We escaped the secret domain!"

"Thank the heavens..."

"I genuinely believed that was the end for me."

"That accursed place was a living nightmare."

"Our cultivation was suppressed, our treasures were unreliable, and death lurked everywhere."

"I never wish to set foot in such a place again."

Voices erupted everywhere as individuals exhaled deeply. Some laughed in sheer relief, while others nearly buckled from sheer exhaustion. For many, that secret domain had indeed been a realm of terror, reducing even formidable experts to mere prey.

Max, blending seamlessly into the throng, wore the same expression of relief as everyone else. He had no desire to attract undue attention to himself at this moment.

However, his presence was not destined to remain unnoticed indefinitely.

The members of the War God Palace swiftly gravitated towards him, forming a loose, protective perimeter. Their movements were quick and purposeful, clearly signaling their stance to all observers.

Concurrently, the remaining contingent of the Sword God Palace turned their gazes upon Max, hostility evident in their eyes.

Their killing intent radiated, sharp and frigid.

Mira advanced, her complexion pale from recent wounds, yet her face still radiated pride and indignation. Her eyes fixed on Max with a burning hatred.

"Max," she uttered in a low tone, "I vow I will find no peace until I avenge what transpired."

Her gaze then flickered towards him with an even deeper layer of bitterness.

"And that sword of yours… keep it well-guarded. One day, I shall return to reclaim it."

Max regarded her and offered a cold, dismissive sneer.

"You are most welcome to try whenever the inclination strikes you."

His words only served to intensify her rage.

Then, Edwin stepped forward, his expression grim and his aura exuding palpable menace.

"Do not presume that the protection of the War God Palace renders you invincible," he stated, his voice chilling. "Numerous opportunities will arise for us to settle this score and avenge our Young Miss."

His eyes narrowed with dangerous intent.

"I can only hope you endure long enough for that day to arrive."

Having delivered his ultimatum, Edwin turned towards the aged attendant who invariably remained by Mira's side.

"Let us depart," he commanded coldly. "We are finished with this forsaken planet."

The old man did not respond immediately.

Instead, he intently observed Max for several prolonged moments, his aged eyes holding an unfathomable depth. A sense of scrutiny, perhaps even caution, emanated from him, as if he now recognized Max as a far more perilous figure than he had initially perceived.

Then, without another word, he turned away.

Edwin, Mira, the elderly attendant, and the residual members of the Sword God Palace soon departed in unison, vanishing into the distance.

The palpable tension in the atmosphere subsided slightly following their exit, yet an undeniable truth resonated with all present.

This confrontation was far from concluded.