Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1647 Vein of Strength - 2
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
A wave of panic surged through the clearing.
"This beast…"
"How could this happen?!"
"He isn't even using skills!"
The gazes of the disciples who had so recently mocked Max were now etched with sheer terror and astonishment as the scene unfolding before them shattered their understanding.
A terrifying realization dawned upon them at that moment.
They had mistakenly believed Max's cultivation was his primary vulnerability.
However, the stark reality was far more dreadful.
Even without employing his cultivation techniques, Max possessed sufficient might to obliterate every single one of them.
The entire area had been plunged into utter pandemonium, with splintered trees strewn across the battlefield and massive craters marring the ground, testament to the fearsome power behind Max's strikes.
The once verdant forest was now a scene of devastation, its trees broken, the earth upheaved, and countless rock fragments scattered everywhere. Several disciples lay defeated on the ravaged terrain, blood seeping from their lips, their earlier arrogance replaced by a suffocating fear and disbelief.
Meanwhile, Max stood composed in the heart of the destruction, as if entirely detached from the surrounding devastation.
Faint, seven-colored lightning flickered around his form, while potent currents of power pulsed through his entire being without any sign of abatement.
The Third Divine Vein remained fully unleashed.
The Vein of Strength.
Max slowly balled his hand into a fist, acutely aware of the immense physical power surging through him like an unending deluge. Every fiber of his being thrummed with colossal might, and each movement carried a subtle weight that seemed to warp the very air around him.
Even now, amidst the destruction he had wrought, Max could distinctly perceive that he was still consciously restraining his power to a degree, as the overwhelming force coursing through him had already far exceeded what these combatants could possibly withstand.
"I'm still holding back…" Max mused silently, his gaze scanning the terrified disciples who now encircled him.
His eyes drifted from one individual to another, observing the palpable fear etched onto their faces.
"Yet I can still defeat peak Law Refinement Realm geniuses with such ease."
This realization elicited a flicker of surprise even within Max himself.
These participants were by no means weak cultivators. Every individual present was hailed as a prodigy within their respective third-rate factions, figures who typically surpassed ordinary cultivators and wielded the talent to dominate those beneath them.
Under ordinary circumstances, a cultivator at the peak of the Law Refinement Realm should have been more than capable of overwhelming a cultivator at the ninth level of the Law Awakening Realm with sheer dominance.
Yet, when confronted by the Vein of Strength—
They appeared utterly helpless.
A subtle smile began to form on Max's lips as he continued to feel the formidable power surging through his body.
"If this is the outcome while I'm restraining myself…"
A sharper glint appeared in his eyes.
"Then what will happen if I unleash my power completely?"
The instant that thought formed in his mind—
Boom!!!
A terrifying shockwave violently exploded outward from Max's body.
The ground beneath him instantly buckled under the immense pressure, with countless fissures spreading like a massive spiderweb across the clearing, tearing through the earth. Fierce winds blasted outward in all directions, and the surrounding participants watched in dismay as the pressure radiating from Max escalated at an astonishing pace.
Several disciples instinctively recoiled in sheer horror.
"What… what is this?!" one participant stammered, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"He was still holding back before?!" another disciple gasped, his face a mask of disbelief.
The disciple who had wielded the black saber turned ashen, a cold dread gripping his heart.
"No… this is impossible…" he whispered in utter shock.
Max slowly lifted his head.
At that moment, the pressure emanating from him no longer resembled the aura of a typical cultivator.
It felt akin to a monstrous being in human form.
A beast disguised in human skin.
Then, abruptly—
Max vanished once more.
Boom!!!
The spot where he had stood erupted violently from the sheer velocity of his movement.
In the next instant, he materialized directly in front of a disciple armed with a long spear.
The young man's pupils dilated to their limits as sheer terror flooded his mind.
"Wait—!"
Before the words could fully escape his lips, Max's fist had already descended upon him.
There was no martial technique.
No concept.
No law.
Only absolute physical power.
Boom!!!
The disciple's body exploded instantly upon contact.
There was no blood spraying through the air.
No flesh remaining behind.
The moment Max's fist connected, the participant's entire being disintegrated into countless golden particles, scattering like sunlit dust.
He had been eliminated from the Survival Trial in an instant.
Simultaneously, a system notification materialized before Max.
[+350 Killing Points]
Max didn't falter.
Boom!
Another participant disintegrated into golden particles.
Boom!
A genius wielding a hammer vanished immediately after Max's punch pulverized his body.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Wherever Max went, participants evaporated, seemingly unable to offer any resistance.
None could impede him.
None could even withstand a single blow.
The most terrifying aspect was that Max hadn't employed any laws, concepts, sword arts, or lightning techniques during this carnage.
He relied solely on the immense physical prowess endowed by the Vein of Strength.
And that strength alone was sufficient to utterly crush peak Law Refinement Realm geniuses, leaving them no chance to react.
Panic erupted throughout the arena.
"This monster!"
"He's dispatching people with his bare hands!"
"How can someone this powerful exist in the Law Awakening Realm?!"
The woman brandishing twin daggers spun around, desperately trying to flee as sheer terror overwhelmed her resolve.
Yet, before she could distance herself by even a few meters—
Boom!!!
Max materialized behind her like a phantom.
She barely had time to register her terror before his fist descended with brutal finality.
Her body instantly disintegrated into a multitude of golden particles.
[+420 Killing Points]
The notifications before Max's eyes began flooding in at a rapid pace.
[+380 Killing Points]
[+410 Killing Points]
[+360 Killing Points]
[+450 Killing Points]
One participant after another was decisively eliminated from the trial.
The clearing gradually fell into a profound silence.
Only countless golden particles drifted lazily through the air like incandescent motes, while the fractured ground, mangled trees, and colossal craters stood as mute testaments to the preceding slaughter.
Moments later—
The last remaining disciple stumbled backward, his gaze fixed on Max with stark terror etched onto his features.
The earlier avarice and confidence had completely evaporated.
Only dread remained.
"You… you monster…" he stammered, trembling uncontrollably.
Max advanced toward him calmly, one measured step at a time.
Each footfall caused the earth beneath him to fracture slightly, a consequence of the immense power contained within his frame.
The disciple's complexion turned ashen as he desperately sought to retreat further.
However—
Boom!!!
Max's fist shot forward once more.
The final competitor disintegrated into countless golden particles instantaneously.
Utter silence descended anew upon the clearing.
Max slowly lowered his fist, the seven-colored lightning still faintly crackling around his form.
Then, the system notifications continued to cascade before his eyes.
[+350 Killing Points]
[+420 Killing Points]
[+390 Killing Points]
[+410 Killing Points]
…
His Killing Points surged upwards at an incredible velocity.
Shortly thereafter, the ranking display before him updated with swiftness.
[Name: Max Morgan]
[Killing Points: 6,820]
[Rank: 3]
Max regarded the screen for several moments, a subtle smile gradually gracing his lips.
"So this is how the Survival Trial operates…" he mused quietly.
His gaze then drifted purposefully towards the vast, unending forest stretching out before him.
The anticipation simmering in his eyes intensified.
"If that's the case…"
A whisper of seven-colored lightning again resonated around him.
"Then this trial is perfect for racking up Killing Points."