Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1649 A Tower of Treasures!

"What purpose does this tower serve?" Max whispered to himself, his gaze fixed upon the immense structure that loomed over the forest.

He genuinely hadn't anticipated such an entity existing within the confines of the Soul Sealing Painting.

Initially, Max had surmised that the Survival Trial would merely present a brutal arena where contenders would hunt monsters, eliminate each other, and accumulate kill points until a mere fifty individuals remained.

Yet, the appearance of this tower instantly alerted him to the fact that he had once again underestimated the intricacy of the final trial.

This was far from a straightforward survival game.

It was evident that the Celestial Forge Pavilion had orchestrated this trial with a complexity exceeding his initial assumptions.

Boom!

Yet another detonation reverberated nearby, signaling a fierce confrontation among several disciples vying for control of a lower cave entrance.

Max calmly surveyed the unfolding pandemonium for a brief period before electing not to squander time on conjecture. Instead, he made his way toward the ground, positioning himself near the outer periphery of the battlefield. There, a wounded participant was leaning against a fractured stone pillar, attempting to regain his breath.

The young man appeared utterly spent, with traces of blood marring sections of his robe. It was evident he had recently emerged on the losing side of a contest for one of the caves.

Max approached him with measured steps.

The participant instinctively lifted his head, alerted by the approach of another individual.

Then—

His countenance froze in an instant.

"Ma… Max Morgan?!"

Utter disbelief washed over his features as he stared at Max, his shock palpable.

It was clear that Max's notoriety had already permeated the entirety of the Survival Trial.

The participant, despite his injuries, subconsciously straightened his bearing.

Max disregarded the reaction, calmly posing his inquiry:

"What is this tower?"

The injured disciple blinked, seemingly taken aback that Max would inquire about something so fundamental.

Abruptly, he emitted a wry chuckle.

"Hah…"

He shook his head in resignation.

"First, Jonathan Myres made his presence known here…"

"Then, Ray Willer arrived…"

"And now, even you are here."

A distinct note of exasperation colored his tone.

"It appears all the formidable entities gathered for this trial are converging on this tower."

Max remained placid, offering no verbal response.

Perceiving Max's genuine desire for an answer, the participant elaborated swiftly.

"This tower materialized not long after the trial commenced," he stated, casting his gaze upward towards the colossal structure. "Initially, none of us comprehended its nature."

His expression gradually shifted to one of gravity.

"However, we eventually gleaned certain revelations."

He gestured towards the myriad caves dotting the tower's surface.

"The caves within the tower house treasures."

Max's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Treasures?"

The participant nodded affirmingly.

"Indeed. Various kinds of treasures."

"Resources for cultivation, potent artifacts, secret inheritances, formidable techniques, rare ores, and an assortment of invaluable materials."

Even as he spoke, a flicker of covetousness and unfulfilled desire crossed his own eyes.

"The crucial aspect is…" he continued, his voice lowering slightly, "that these treasures are not mere phantasms."

Max's gaze intensified fractionally.

The participant drew a deep breath before proceeding.

"Upon contact with a treasure within a cave, the Soul Sealing Painting automatically registers the acquisition."

He paused momentarily before adding:

"And upon the trial's conclusion, the Celestial Forge Pavilion will bestow the actual treasure upon the participant in the real world."

The instant these words were uttered, even Max exhibited a degree of surprise.

So, the treasures contained within this realm served as rewards earmarked specifically for the participants.

It was no wonder the vicinity of the tower had become a crucible of intense conflict.

Such a location would naturally draw the attention of all.

The wounded disciple glanced once more towards the tower before resuming his explanation.

"However, not all caves are created equal."

Max followed his gaze skyward.

"The lower caves typically yield commonplace rewards," the participant explained. "But the higher one ascends…"

His expression grew increasingly solemn.

"The more valuable and potent the treasures become."

Max's eyes slowly traced the ascent of the colossal tower.

The uppermost sections were all but veiled by the clouds themselves, exuding a subtle, ancient aura even from this distance.

Concurrently, the battles raging near those elevated caves were demonstrably more ferocious than those occurring below.

Potent energy fluctuations continuously erupted from those zones as prodigious talents engaged in desperate struggles for dominance.

"The upper caves…" the wounded disciple murmured, "are the repositories of the truly significant treasures."

He then turned his gaze back to Max, his expression one of complex emotion.

"Given your capabilities, you will undoubtedly endeavor to ascend higher."

A rueful smile touched his lips.

"Individuals like us are confined to vying for the lower caves."

A moment of silence followed as Max surveyed the colossal structure before him.

Suddenly, the pieces clicked into place.

The Survival Trial wasn't solely a test of extermination and kill points.

The tower itself functioned as another arena.

A nexus where opportunities, valuable artifacts, and intense rivalry converged.

And by the looks of it—

The higher one ascended…

The more perilous the challenges became.

Having received the explanation, Max finally grasped why the tower's vicinity had transformed into a fierce battleground.

Treasure caves.

Genuine rewards.

And with each upward climb, the promise of greater spoils above.

The Celestial Forge Pavilion had spared no expense for this Survival Trial.

Max's gaze once more drifted upwards, towards the immense tower that pierced the heavens. Its outer surface was dotted with innumerable caves, and savage combats raged on every level. Some participants fought with desperation to hold onto caves they had already secured, while others strove to ascend further in pursuit of superior treasures.

The spectacle mirrored a battlefield born of avarice and aspiration.

Max then turned his attention back to the injured participant.

"Thank you for the explanation," he stated with a calm demeanor.

The young man offered a hurried nod.

"You're welcome..."

Despite his attempt to appear composed, a subtle nervousness still flickered across his face when standing before someone like Max.

After all, the narratives surrounding Max within the trial had already begun to circulate with astonishing speed.

Max uttered no further words.

In the ensuing moment—

Crack!

Seven-hued lightning suddenly erupted around his form.

Fierce arcs of crimson, gold, silver, blue, violet, black, and green lightning enveloped him as his aura surged dramatically.

Boom!

The ground beneath his feet disintegrated instantaneously.

Max's silhouette transformed into a streak of seven-colored light, hurtling directly towards the colossal tower with breathtaking velocity.

The injured participant watched, dumbfounded.

"So fast..." he mumbled unintentionally.

Meanwhile, Max rapidly closed the distance to the tower's upper echelons.

Given that the higher caves harbored superior rewards, there was no logical reason for him to squander time contesting the lower ones.

The howling wind shrieked around him, while the seven-colored lightning propelled him to terrifying speeds.