Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1657 Crazy Max!

"You heard me correctly, didn't you?" Ray inquired, a triumphant smirk stretching across his face as the scarlet spear gripped in his hand unleashed an increasingly formidable pressure. The sharpness radiating from his person relentlessly sliced through the air, akin to countless unseen blades, while the oppressive aura exuding from him intensified with each passing moment. Spectators nearby instinctively drew further back from the combat zone as the sheer force emanating from Ray became almost unbearable.

"This," Ray declared with a touch of pride, elevating the crimson spear slightly, "is a Pseudo Cosmic Path." His gaze burned with unshakeable confidence and arrogance, as if he already towered above everyone present. "I am merely a few steps away from fully comprehending a true Cosmic Path." The surrounding combatants felt their hearts jolt anew upon hearing these pronouncements directly from Ray himself. Even Jonathan Myres and Julie remained utterly silent following his declaration. The implications of a Pseudo Cosmic Path were, after all, simply too staggering to comprehend.

Ray slowly aimed the scarlet spear at Max, a cold sneer twisting his lips. "So tell me," his voice dripped with obvious mockery, "do you genuinely believe you stand any chance against someone like myself?" The pressure radiating from his body surged once more. The surrounding void warped subtly, the essence of sharpness merging with nascent fragments of the incomplete Cosmic Path, burdening everyone nearby with an inescapable, crushing weight.

Then, abruptly, Ray let out a laugh. The reason was straightforward: he observed the grave expression that had settled upon Max's features. Clearly, in Ray's estimation, Max had finally acknowledged the vast chasm separating them.

"How about this?" Ray taunted, idly twirling the crimson spear. "Follow me to a secluded corner within this tower, and perhaps…" A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes as a smile slowly materialized. "I might grant you clemency there." His tone abruptly turned frigid. "Otherwise…" The latent killing intent within his eyes flared intensely. "You will be eliminated right here, for all to witness."

The onlookers maintained their silence, their gazes fixed upon Max. Many harbored a subconscious conviction that Ray's words were more than mere empty boasts. After all, the sheer pressure generated by a Pseudo Cosmic Path was genuinely overwhelming.

However, at that precise juncture, Max spoke, his voice quiet. "Pseudo Cosmic Path…" His eyes remained locked onto Ray, his mind seemingly immersed in profound contemplation. Then, gradually, a smile graced Max's lips. "I truly never anticipated you would progress this far along the Dao toward a Cosmic Path."

Ray's sneer deepened slightly at Max's observation. Yet, before he could utter a retort, the smile on Max's face expanded further. Subsequently, a glimmer of genuine excitement began to surface in his eyes. "I never imagined I'd encounter an opportunity like this," Max confessed truthfully, his grip tightening around his sword. The seven-hued lightning crackling around his body intensified its fervor, unleashing faint, violent undulations of divine energy across the battlefield. "To contend against someone who has already attained the Pseudo Cosmic Path stage…" His voice now vibrated with unmistakable exhilaration. "So cease your posturing and engage me in combat already."

The pronouncement of these words left several nearby participants utterly astonished. Even Jonathan blinked in surprise. Julie's exquisite eyes widened slightly as she directed her gaze toward Max. None had foreseen such a reaction from him. Confronted by an individual who had seemingly half-stepped into the realm of Cosmic Paths, Max ought to have felt apprehension, wariness, or perhaps even dread. Instead, he appeared thrilled. Genuinely thrilled. And the more awe-inspiring Ray's comprehension seemed, the brighter the excitement within Max's eyes burned.

This was because Max possessed a clear understanding of the true value inherent in this confrontation. He might still be inexperienced concerning numerous facets of the Divine Realm. Countless hidden powers, ancient legacies, and formidable secrets might still elude his grasp. However, when it came to the fundamental laws, profound concepts, and the revered Cosmic Paths, Max's comprehension was undeniably on par. He was fully cognizant of the formidable nature of someone like Ray. A Pseudo Cosmic Path transcended being a mere amplification of power. It signified an individual who had commenced the metamorphosis of their understanding into an entirely elevated form of existence. It denoted one who had embarked upon the path leading towards the ultimate pinnacle of Cultivation.

Precisely because Max understood this, his excitement only grew.

Deep within him, Max's own Severing Sword Concept began to stir faintly.

Unlike Ray, Max himself had not yet attained the Pseudo Cosmic Path stage.

However, his comprehension of the Severing Sword Concept had already advanced to an exceptionally high degree. Even though it remained incomplete, subtle hints of the future Cosmic Path concealed within it had started to silently take form.

Consequently, Max immediately grasped the immense opportunity that lay directly before him.

If he were to exchange blows with someone like Ray, if he could personally experience the pressure, the structure, and the transformation process of a Pseudo Cosmic Path during a real battle, then perhaps he could gain clarity on how to propel his own Severing Sword Concept even further.

Perhaps this very battle would serve as the catalyst, the stepping stone, allowing him to inch closer to the Pseudo Cosmic Path stage in the future.

The more Max contemplated this, the more his excitement surged.

Confrontations with ordinary prodigies no longer held much allure for him.

But a clash against someone who stood halfway towards a true Cosmic Path was an entirely different matter.

That was not merely a fight.

That was an opportunity.

A rare and invaluable chance that could directly benefit his future cultivation journey.

The rainbow-hued lightning that enveloped Max gradually intensified, while the fighting spirit blazing in his eyes ascended sharply.

Meanwhile, Ray's brow slowly furrowed.

For the first time since encountering Max, Ray genuinely sensed something amiss with him.

No.

Not amiss.

Insane.

Any typical genius facing a Pseudo Cosmic Path would feel a pressure as immense as a mountain bearing down on them. They would falter upon realizing the terrifying chasm separating them from someone who had already taken a partial step onto the path of Cosmic Paths.

Yet, Max was starkly different.

Instead of fear, a fervent excitement had bloomed in his eyes.

The more Ray showcased his power, the brighter the fighting spirit radiating from Max became.

That single reaction gradually caused the scornful smirk on Ray's face to vanish.

Then, slowly, a cold smile returned.

"Fine," Ray stated, his eyes sharpening with dangerous intent. "Since you're so keen on dying…"

The crimson spear clutched in his hand suddenly trembled violently.

"I shall unveil the true might of my Pseudo Cosmic Path for you to witness."

Boom!!!

The instant those words were uttered, an overwhelming pressure erupted forcefully from Ray's body once more.

The entirety of the eighth layer shuddered intensely.

Cracks rapidly spiderwebbed across the platform directly beneath his feet, as sharp scarlet energy exploded outwards in every direction like a furious tempest. Nearby participants instinctively pulled back further, witnessing the terrifying aura surrounding Ray climb ever higher.

The crimson spear within his grip began to emanate a blinding scarlet luminescence.

Concurrently, the concept of sharpness that enveloped him underwent a complete transformation.

Previously, it had merely felt sharp.

Now, it felt as though the very fabric of space around him was on the verge of being cleaved apart.

Subtle distortions flickered throughout the surrounding air, and countless unseen cuts continuously tore across the stone platform underfoot. Even without launching an attack, the sheer pressure emanating from Ray alone was already fragmenting the very battlefield.