Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1653 Terror spreading across the 6th and 7th layer!!

The upper levels of the tower exuded an amplified aura, ancient and imposing, its weight seemingly increasing with every upward glance. Fierce confrontations unfolded across various sections of the tower, as countless challengers ascended at breakneck speed, pursuing rare treasures, divine inheritances, and life-altering opportunities.

Now that Max had truly grasped the profound value concealed within these caverns, his focus on the tower intensified immensely.

If a treasure of such caliber could manifest in a mere fifth-floor cave, the riches awaiting discovery in the higher strata would undoubtedly prove even more extraordinary.

Crack!

Seven-hued lightning once again enveloped Max in a dazzling display.

In the subsequent moment, his form surged upwards along the colossal wall of the ancient edifice with breathtaking velocity, akin to a bolt of celestial lightning cleaving the heavens.

As Max ascended, the oppressive force enveloping the tower grew increasingly formidable.

The suppression from above intensified with each conquered level, sufficient to impede the movement of ordinary challengers. Yet, throughout this arduous climb, Max's demeanor remained utterly composed.

The Vein of Strength coursed powerfully within him, enabling him to withstand the terrifying pressure far more readily than any common cultivator could manage.

Before long—

Max attained the Sixth Layer.

In stark contrast to the lower rounds, the ambiance here had undergone a radical transformation.

The number of participants had diminished considerably, and the pressure blanketing the tower had become substantially heavier. Even the skirmishes erupting throughout the sixth layer possessed a far greater ferocity, as the prodigious talents capable of reaching this height were evidently superior to standard disciples.

Still, Max did not falter in his relentless advance.

The instant he set foot on the sixth layer, he immediately charted a course for the closest cave platform.

Several contenders were already locked in a brutal conflict outside the cave upon Max's arrival.

Boom!

Razor-sharp sword energy erupted, slicing through the air as two disciples exchanged blows near the cave's entrance, their faces etched with fierce determination.

However, the very moment Max stepped onto the platform—

The combat faltered and slowed.

One participant after another instinctively shifted their gaze towards him.

Then, their countenances underwent an immediate metamorphosis.

"Max Morgan…"

"He has already reached the sixth layer?!"

The tension surrounding the platform escalated palpably.

Max calmly surveyed the assembled disciples before articulating in an even tone.

"Vacate the platform."

His voice remained steady and composed, yet it resonated with an undeniable finality.

"I claim this cave."

The participants exchanged hesitant glances amongst themselves.

A palpable sense of reluctance stirred within some, yet after perceiving the formidable aura faintly emanating from Max's person and recalling the increasingly alarming rumors that circulated about him, indecision rapidly clouded their features.

Several moments later, a single disciple finally exhaled a sigh of resignation.

"This cave is not worth risking expulsion over," he conceded with evident displeasure.

Shortly thereafter, a number of others slowly offered affirmative nods before withdrawing from the platform without offering any resistance.

Observing their departure, Max simply entered the cave composedly, unsealed the treasure chest concealed within, registered the bounty under his name, and promptly departed once more, not a moment wasted.

He then proceeded towards the subsequent cave.

And then the next one.

And subsequently, another.

As Max continued his ascent through the sixth layer, an identical sequence of events began to repeat incessantly.

Each time he arrived upon a cave platform, the ongoing contests would immediately decelerate as participants recognized his presence.

On occasion—

The disciples would opt for immediate withdrawal.

None desired to wager their continued survival against an individual currently situated amongst the highest ranks of the entire Survival Trial.

Nevertheless, not every individual was inclined to concede so readily.

At a different cave platform, a contingent of disciples refused to retreat even following Max's arrival.

A towering young man, proficient with twin sabers, emitted a cold sneer as he advanced.

"Whether you are Max Morgan or not, this cave is already ours."

Another participant standing nearby nodded grimly in agreement.

"We ascended this far through our own endeavors," he stated icily. "Why should we relinquish it simply because you have appeared?"

Max regarded them placidly for several moments before finally articulating his response.

"So, you have chosen to remain."

In the ensuing instant—

Boom!!!

The Vein of Strength unleashed its full might.

Terrifying physical power erupted outwards from Max's being, causing the very platform beneath his feet to fracture violently.

The expressions of the surrounding participants transformed dramatically.

Before they could even register the situation—

Max initiated his move.

Boom!

A single punch utterly annihilated a disciple's defensive technique, instantly reducing their body to countless scattering golden particles.

[+520 Killing Points]

Boom!

Another combatant was obliterated before they could even lift their weapon properly.

Immediate pandemonium erupted across the platform.

"He's impossibly strong!"

"Flee!"

But alas, it was far too late.

Max tore through the platform like a devastating gale.

Each strike contained an overwhelming might that could instantly obliterate peak Law Refinement Realm prodigies.

In a matter of mere moments, the entire platform had once again fallen into absolute silence.

Only wisps of golden particles remained, drifting lazily through the air.

Subsequently, Max calmly advanced into the cave, secured the hidden treasure within, and promptly ascended further.

And just like that—

The sixth layer progressively began yielding to Max's dominance.

Cave after cave was plundered by him.

Platform after platform was emptied the instant he arrived.

The whispers circulating throughout the tower grew ever more fervent.

"Max Morgan is conquering the sixth layer!"

"He's already secured over ten caves!"

"Anyone who dares resist is instantly eliminated!"

A multitude of participants started to retreat the very moment they detected Max's proximity.

Others, driven by greed, still gambled by challenging him, hoping to snatch his Killing Points and treasures.

Not a single one met with success.

By the time Max had completely traversed the sixth layer, his Killing Points had already surged dramatically once more.

Yet, even then—

He did not falter in his ascent.

Crack!

Seven-colored lightning erupted around his form again as he continued his climb ever higher.

Soon—

He reached the Seventh Layer.

The oppressive atmosphere here intensified considerably compared to before.

The tower's suppressive force felt exponentially heavier than the lower tiers, enough to make ordinary participants struggle just to maintain their footing. The number of disciples present had dwindled significantly from the sixth layer, yet the prowess of those who remained had escalated sharply.

The conflicts unfolding at this level were incomparably more savage.

Participants who had managed to reach the seventh layer were no longer common prodigies.

But even in this domain—

Max relentlessly continued his sweep through the caves.

Whenever he set foot upon a platform, he would calmly instruct the assembled participants to depart.

Sometimes, they heeded his command immediately upon sensing the daunting Aura emanating from him.

Other times, they stubbornly opted for confrontation.

And without fail, every single individual who chose to battle—

Was utterly vanquished.

Gradually, the entirety of the seventh layer descended into turmoil due to Max's overwhelming presence.

Urgent warnings rapidly disseminated throughout the tower amongst the remaining contenders.

"If you glimpse seven-colored lightning approaching, withdraw at once!"

"Do not engage Max Morgan!"

"He is a veritable monster!"

Nevertheless, Max himself remained completely unfazed by the unfolding chaos.

He simply pressed onward, moving from one platform to the next, from one cave to another, accumulating treasures while steadily ascending through the ancient tower.

In the end—

Nearly every cave across both the sixth and seventh layers had already fallen under Max's dominion.

And as he neared the 8th layer, Max detected formidable energies from far above. Through his Dimensional Sovereign Body, he instantly perceived Jonathan, Julie, Ray, and several among the top ten figures locked in combat on the same platform.

"Hehe, this is quite intriguing." Max murmured, his form blurring as he streaked towards that very platform on the 8th layer.