Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1613 9th level of Law Awakening Realm!

Max was not shocked.

He produced more resources and absorbed them without reserve.

This time, the internal pressure intensified many times over. His muscles bulged momentarily before contracting. His bones emitted crisp snapping sounds as they were saturated by the accumulated power. Every fiber of his being felt worked upon by invisible celestial smiths.

Yet, Max revealed no discomfort.

Compared to the excruciating trials he had endured previously, this was trivial.

More importantly, his physique was now exceptionally robust.

The five thousand Dragon Scales had formed an unobtrusive protective layer beneath his skin, shielding his physical structure from the volatile energy. The five thousand Draconic Essences served as stabilizers, anchoring each surge of power and directing its flow according to his intent.

Consequently, a procedure that should have presented extreme peril transpired with remarkable ease.

Max continued to gather his strength.

One surge.

Two surges.

Ten surges.

All the energy pounded relentlessly against the sealed Vein of Strength.

Gradually, the hidden Divine Vein began to respond.

A profound resonance vibrated within his body.

Max's eyelids flickered open for an instant.

"Found it."

He immediately activated Dragon Scales Transformation, but only partially. Gossamer black scales materialized on his arms, chest, and shoulders, fortifying his body further. Simultaneously, his draconic aura flared, causing the boundless white void surrounding him to quiver slightly.

Max then clenched his fists and willed internally.

"Open."

The accumulated power transmuted into a ferocious torrent, hurtling towards the third Divine Vein.

Bang!

The initial impact sent tremors through his entire frame.

Bang!

The second impact created hairline fractures across the ethereal barrier encasing the vein.

Bang!

The third impact caused the Vein of Strength to emanate a deep crimson-gold luminescence.

Max pressed on.

He depleted more body cultivation resources, channeling every iota of energy toward that singular point. His heart throbbed intensely. His blood surged. His muscles quivered, not from fatigue, but from the mounting power poised for release.

Then, at last, the seal gave way.

BOOM!

A formidable wave of might erupted from within Max.

The third Divine Vein was unsealed.

The Vein of Strength had been awakened.

Instantly, Max felt as though a new wellspring of power had ignited within him. It coursed through his body with raw efficiency, reinforcing his limbs, torso, skeletal structure, and internal organs.

It did not feel like external energy infusion; rather, it was as if his body had rediscovered an inherent power destined to be his.

His musculature grew denser.

His bones became weightier and more resilient.

His flesh acquired a formidable burst potential.

Every motion he made now possessed a more profound physical authority than before.

The 5000 Draconic Essences also responded to the Vein of Strength's activation, pulsing in unison with the newly opened Divine Vein. His Dragon Scales became even more imperious, and the physical potency within each scale escalated.

Max slowly rose to his feet.

The very instant he stood, the ground of the Dimension of Time shuddered beneath him.

He gazed at his hands and lightly clenched them.

Crack.

The surrounding air warped due to the sheer pressure emanating from his fist.

A smile graced his features.

"The third Divine Vein..."

He perceived it with absolute clarity.

The Vein of Strength had not merely amplified his raw might; it had optimized his entire physical system's performance. Every strike, every evasive maneuver, every deployment of his weapon, and every movement would now manifest with significantly greater impact.

With his Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline perfected, the 5000 Draconic Essences, the 5000 Dragon Scales, and now the awakened Vein of Strength, his physical form had attained a caliber that would instill terror even in numerous high-tier realm prodigies.

Max inhaled deeply, allowing the residual medicinal potency to integrate.

The progression had been far smoother than anticipated.

Had he attempted this prior to assimilating the black dragon's remains, breaching the third Divine Vein would have entailed considerable difficulty and danger. However, with his current enhanced physique, a barrier that once seemed formidable was now susceptible to steady, persistent force.

He surveyed the remaining resources before him.

"There is still a portion left."

A faint glint appeared in his eyes.

"Then I shall not let it go to waste."

Max regarded the assortment of remaining resources and wasted no time.

Although the opening of the third Divine Vein had consumed a substantial amount of the body-refining treasures, Lady Virelia's foresight had provided generously.

Several vials of concentrated divine essence remained, alongside spirit stones brimming with law energy, two precious fruits encased in natural sigils, and a cluster of pale crystals radiating pure cultivation force.

To numerous disciples, this remaining quantity alone would have sufficed for months of dedicated training.

Yet, for Max, it represented merely another stride forward.

He resumed his seated position within the boundless white expanse of the Dimension of Time, quieting his breath. The recently awakened Vein of Strength pulsed with a steady rhythm, while the initial two Divine Veins vibrated in perfect accord. His physique now felt weightier, more substantial, and immeasurably more potent than prior to this.

Subsequently, he commenced his cultivation.

Max first proceeded to crush the pale crystals.

They disintegrated into streams of luminous energy, infiltrating his pores and flowing directly into his meridians. Following this, he ingested the two spirit fruits, their abundant essence permeating his internal organs like warm currents of liquid radiance. Lastly, he unsealed the vials of divine essence, consuming their contents one by one.

Instantly, an immense surge of power converged within him.

While typical cultivators would have paused to meticulously refine each increment of power, Max's physical form had transcended the ordinary.

The fully realized Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline processed energy with terrifying effectiveness.

The 5000 Draconic Essences worked to purge impurities, converting raw strength into vital nourishment.

Simultaneously, the 5000 Dragon Scales fortified his physical structure.

The three accessible Divine Veins drew in energy with the voraciousness of nascent stars.

Despite these enhancements, Max's body demanded an prodigious quantity of resources.

What might saturate a lake for others merely became a river for him.

Activating his cultivation technique, he drew all the circulating power inward. Waves of energy embarked on repeated circuits around him, compressing, refining, and pressing against the threshold of the subsequent level.

Hours elapsed within the temporal dimension.

The pressure within his Dantian steadily escalated.

The spiritual aura enveloping him grew denser.

Then, accompanied by a profound resonance, the final barrier of resistance yielded.

Boom.

A torrent of power surged outward from Max's being, sweeping across the white void like a formidable shockwave.

His cultivation had advanced.

Ninth level of the Law Awakening Realm.

Max slowly unsealed his eyes, their depths now alight with a more profound power.

He exhaled, allowing the residual traces of energy to stabilize.

"Were this another cultivator..." he mused aloud.

He understood the reality with stark clarity.

Given an identical pool of resources, numerous prodigies might have ascended two or even three levels. Some ordinary cultivators could potentially have achieved even greater progress.

However, Max's foundation was unyieldingly colossal.

Each successive realm demanded oceans of Qi, as every breakthrough fortified not merely his cultivation, but also his bloodline, his physique, his Divine Veins, and countless underlying aspects.

The swiftness others attained, he gained in profound depth.

And Max found himself wholly content with this trade-off.

A fragile foundation, rapidly elevated, held little significance.

A formidable foundation, steadily ascended, possessed the potential to reshape worlds.

He rose to his feet, gently clenching a fist.

The aura of the ninth level of the Law Awakening Realm flowed through him with effortless grace, completely stable and devoid of any hint of precariousness.

Coupled with the Vein of Strength and his perfected bloodline, his combat prowess had surged far beyond what a simple level increment would indicate.

A faint smile touched Max's lips.

"One step closer."

His preparations, he knew, were far from complete.