Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1602 Across the Multiverse!

A tempest of dark energy erupted from him, engulfing the central area like a maelstrom. The earth fractured and split in every direction. The mountains surrounding Dragon Death Valley quaked violently. The very air seemed to shriek under the immense pressure of the awakening power.

Max's physique underwent a dramatic transformation.

His bones audibly expanded with resounding cracks. Muscles swelled profusely. His flesh contorted and reshaped. Innumerable layers of deep black scales rapidly enveloped his form, each scale possessing a polished sheen like divine obsidian, intricately etched with faint runic patterns that pulsed with chaotic luminosity.

His arms elongated into colossal appendages, terminating in talons sharp enough to cleave through mountains of steel.

His legs thickened into immense pillars exuding overwhelming strength.

A long, formidable tail emerged from his rear, striking the ground once and sending shockwaves rippling throughout the entire valley.

His neck stretched skyward as his human features completely receded, replaced by the majestic and fearsome countenance of a true dragon. Two magnificent horns curved backward from his skull, resembling crowns naturally forged by the earth itself. His eyes then opened, their vast golden-black pupils radiating a sovereign authority.

Wings unfurled from his back.

They were colossal, adorned with overlapping black scales and edged with bone-like blades, their span sufficient to obscure entire mountain ridges when fully extended.

In mere moments, the figure that once was Max was now replaced by a monstrous black dragon of astonishing magnitude.

He was impossibly immense.

His vast body sprawled across the fractured terrain of the central region, appearing as a living mountain range. Each exhalation stirred powerful winds. His mere presence struck terror into weaker beasts throughout Orion, causing them to collapse.

Yet, despite the monstrous power radiating from him, a profound majesty permeated his being.

He did not appear as a creature born of pure chaos.

Instead, he resembled an ancient overlord of dragons.

A supreme being deserving of both dread and adoration.

Max gradually lifted his enormous head towards the heavens. Potent energy coalesced within his chest, ancient and resonant like thunder.

Then, he let loose a roar.

"ROOAAAARRRR!"

The sound that erupted was more than mere noise.

It was the very essence of dominance given vocal form.

It first tore through Dragon Death Valley, shattering cliffs, dispersing the clouds, and sending every creature in the vicinity into a panicked flight. Subsequently, it propagated across the entirety of Orion like a cataclysmic wave.

Cities trembled.

Forests bowed.

Oceans churned violently.

Cultivators everywhere felt an involuntary pause as their hearts quaked beneath the dragon's roar.

"What is happening?!" Rose and Lucia found themselves shaking as they heard the dragon's fearsome roar. For a fleeting moment, they were filled with dread, pondering the events unfolding within the core region of Dragon Death Valley that could produce such a draconic sound.

Just as they were contemplating, the roar's intensity did not diminish.

The sound surged beyond Orion itself, traversing the void of space and permeating the surrounding planets within the same star realm.

On distant worlds, powerful individuals abruptly opened their eyes in alarm. Ancient beasts instinctively lowered their heads. Hidden elders emerged from their secluded retreats, their expressions grave.

All of them sensed the same profound shift.

A supreme draconic entity had awakened.

Returning to Orion, Max remained suspended above Dragon Death Valley in his colossal dragon form, his wings unfurled wide enough to cast a vast shadow over the land below.

His golden-black eyes gazed down upon the world.

And in that brief, monumental instant, he truly embodied a dragon emperor returned from the annals of ancient history.

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Far beyond the universe containing the Limitless Expanse Divine Realm, past countless layers of the void and transcending the reach of conventional cosmic laws, another universe existed.

It was a realm of immeasurable antiquity, where stars blazed with draconic fire and the heavens were governed by bloodlines far older than numerous worlds.

At the very core of this universe stood a monumental palace, suspended serenely above an endless expanse of clouds.

The palace was of such a colossal scale that it rivaled entire continents. Pillars fashioned from black-gold crystal soared into the skies, each intricately adorned with statues of coiling dragons. Rivers of molten light flowed through open channels within the structure, and immense braziers blazed with eternal flames that produced no smoke. Every single detail of the edifice radiated an aura of nobility, dominance, and terrifying ancientness.

Within its grand central hall, numerous figures were arranged in ordered rows.

They possessed humanoid forms, yet were clearly not human.

Each entity was covered in scales of diverse colors and textures. Some bore crimson scales akin to flowing magma. Others sported silver hides that mirrored the starlight. Some were as dark as abyssal steel, while others shimmered with hues of violet or emerald. Horns curved from their brows, tails rested behind their elaborate thrones, and their eyes, characterized by slit pupils, conveyed an innate sense of superiority.

Their appearances mirrored Max's Dragon Scales Transformation, yet they were undeniably more perfected and natural. While Max still showed vestiges of his human origins, these beings seemed to have been birthed directly from dragon essence. Their musculature, skeletal structures, and very presence aligned with the draconic form far more than any mortal lineage.

Discussions about dominion, ancestral bloodline legacies, frontier skirmishes, and cosmic bounties filled the air, their voices resonating with a power capable of unsettling lesser dimensions.

At the furthest extremity of the grand hall rested the supreme seat of power.

It loomed over every other, intricately crafted from ancient, gleaming gold and fashioned from the very remains of a long-vanished beast sovereign. Occupying this majestic throne was a solitary entity.

His entire being was encased in resplendent golden dragon scales, radiating an aura of ultimate command. Even in a relaxed seated position, he exuded an imposing presence, akin to a colossal mountain gazing upon insignificant ants. One limb draped casually over the armrest of his throne, while his chin found gentle repose against his hand.

His eyes remained partially veiled, as though the ongoing deliberations held no genuine intrigue for him.

Still, no soul within that assembly dared to misconstrue his casual demeanor as a sign of vulnerability.

The ambient pressure emanating unconsciously from him was so profound that it seemed to compel the very air into submission.

He was, without question, the undisputed sovereign of this august gathering.

As an elder expounded on the strategic distribution of draconic veins across multiple star sectors, the golden-scaled figure abruptly opened a single eye.

In that precise instant, every individual within the hall became rigid with tension.

A powerful roar had pierced through their reality.

It traversed spatial boundaries.

It transcended universal divides.

It carried within it primal ferocity, the unadulterated authority of a dragon, and the unmistakable echo of a true dragon's awakening.

Though the sound reached them as a distant, faded resonance, an immediate and utter silence descended upon the hall.

Several elders, their forms also bearing dragon scales, rose abruptly from their places, astonishment etched upon their faces.

"A true dragon's roar?"

"Impossible. No known lineage branch within our universe has recorded such an event."

"That sound originated from beyond our known cosmic confines."

"It possesses the authority of a black dragon… could it hail from another universe?"

A cacophony of voices, laden with disbelief, filled the void.

The golden-scaled potentate upon his throne commenced a slow, deliberate straightening, all previous languor completely dissipating from his bearing.

His elongated pupils constricted.

For the first time in an immeasurable span, a flicker of genuine interest illuminated his eyes.

"A true black dragon's roar?" he articulated softly, a slight crease forming between his brows.

His voice alone was sufficient to send tremors through the entire chamber.

He then inclined forward, his gaze fixing intently upon a point unseen by any other, as if penetrating veils of countless universes.

"How could a true black dragon manifest at this juncture?"

The other draconic beings instinctively lowered their heads, sensing the profound significance of the event that had just transpired.