Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1661 Ray's Breakdown!

Ray could no longer contain himself entirely.

"Enough!!!"

Boom!!!

An immensely frightening aura violently erupted from Ray's being.

The surrounding participants immediately witnessed their expressions undergoing a drastic change as an overwhelming pressure swept across the entirety of the eighth layer.

The crimson spear clutched in Ray's hand began emitting a blinding scarlet light, while a violent sharpness uncontrollably permeated the surrounding space.

Ray's countenance had become completely darkened by this point.

He could sense it with absolute clarity.

Max was manipulating him.

Employing his Pseudo Cosmic Path as a mere stepping stone for his own enlightenment.

That profound realization completely annihilated the final vestiges of composure that remained within Ray's heart.

"You believe you can exploit me for your self-improvement?!" Ray bellowed in extreme fury as terrifying killing intent erupted from his body like a raging storm.

His voice reverberated, causing the entire battlefield to tremble violently.

"I shall obliterate you before such a thing can ever transpire!"

Boom!!!

The entire structure trembled with immense force.

Terrifying crimson energy inexorably gathered around Ray, while the sharpness enveloping him grew increasingly unstable and destructive. Those participants in the vicinity immediately recoiled further, their faces pale as they perceived the horrifying power coalescing around him.

Jonathan's expression shifted sharply.

"He is unleashing his ultimate technique!"

Julie's countenance immediately grew solemn.

The pressure emanating from Ray had already ascended to a terrifying magnitude, causing even the surrounding fabric of space to faintly buckle under its immense weight.

Then—

Ray slowly elevated his spear towards the heavens.

At that precise moment, innumerable scarlet fissures spread throughout the ambient air, as if the very world was being brutally severed by unseen blades.

A colossal crimson phantasm gradually materialized behind Ray.

It bore the resemblance of a gigantic celestial spear, possessing the capability to pierce through both heaven and earth themselves.

"World Ending Crimson Heaven Spear!"

Boom!!!

The instant Ray unleashed his devastating strike, the entire eighth layer appeared to undergo a catastrophic collapse.

A world-shattering scarlet beam descended directly upon Max, while horrifying sharpness relentlessly tore apart everything obstructing its path. The platform continuously shattered, and even the surrounding tower walls cracked violently under the immense, terrifying pressure.

This particular attack far surpassed every single strike Ray had previously unleashed.

This was undeniably his true ultimate offensive maneuver.

A truly terrifying strike, fully empowered by the might of his Pseudo Cosmic Path.

Even Jonathan's expression contorted drastically.

"If that attack connects directly…" Jonathan uttered, unable to complete his dire pronouncement.

Julie's eyes trembled faintly.

"He will truly perish…"

Meanwhile—

At the epicenter of the widespread destruction—

Max slowly lifted his gaze.

For the very first time since the commencement of their intense battle, the flicker of excitement within his eyes gradually began to recede.

In its stead—

A terrifying, profound calmness emerged.

Then, with slow deliberation—

Boom!!!

An overwhelming draconic aura suddenly and violently erupted from Max's very core.

The surrounding participants instinctively felt their bloodlines quiver beneath the sheer, terrifying pressure.

Max's five thousand Draconic Essences were fully unleashed.

A faint, spectral dragon roar echoed throughout the entire eighth layer, as monstrous physical power surged through every fiber of his being instantaneously.

The musculature across Max's body subtly expanded, while faint, obsidian dragon scales began to manifest beneath his skin. The surrounding atmosphere distorted violently from the sheer, unadulterated force radiating outward from his form.

Then—

Max deliberately clenched his fist.

Boom!!!

The trio of Divine Veins erupted simultaneously in a spectacular display.

The Vein of Origin amplified his inherent physical power to explosive new heights.

The Vein of Strength augmented his might far beyond conventional limits.

The Vein of Vitality caused an unending torrent of life force to surge through him, akin to an eternal, flowing river.

Combined in perfect synergy with the monstrous fortitude of his five thousand Draconic Essences—

Max's physical prowess ascended to an utterly horrifying, unparalleled level.

Then—

He launched a punch forward.

Unburdened by concepts.

Untethered by techniques.

Devoid of laws.

Manifesting only absolute, unyielding strength.

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The instant Max's fist directly impacted the descending, world-destroying spear attack—

The very essence of the world seemed to erupt in a cataclysmic explosion.

A terrifying shockwave violently permeated the entire eighth layer, while countless fissures violently tore across the fabric of space itself.

Then—

To the absolute horror of every single observer—

Ray's ultimate attack was utterly obliterated.

The gargantuan scarlet spear beam exploded into innumerable fragments before completely disintegrating beneath the overwhelming, raw power of Max's single, decisive fist.

Jonathan's pupils contracted violently in disbelief.

Julie remained completely frozen in shock.

Every participant in the vicinity stared blankly at the unfolding spectacle in utter, profound disbelief.

Meanwhile—

At the nexus of the rampant destruction—

Max slowly lowered his fist, while an overwhelming draconic aura continued to swirl tempestuously around his now empowered form.

A subtle smile started to form on his face.

"So this…" Max murmured under his breath, his gaze locked onto Ray, "is the pinnacle of your Pseudo Cosmic Path?"

Ray, meanwhile, appeared utterly defeated. His countenance had turned a sickly pale, disbelief etched across his features as he stared at the annihilated remnants of his powerful strike. He simply couldn't fathom what had transpired.

That particular assault was born from the very core of his Pseudo Cosmic Path. It represented the zenith of his current capabilities, yet Max had dismantled it with such effortless ease that it felt almost surreal to him.

"How is this even possible?!" Ray bellowed, his voice cracking with incredulity.

For a fleeting moment, a shadow of hopelessness flickered in his eyes.

In that precise instant, memories of Mira's stern warning surged back into his consciousness. Prior to the commencement of this trial, she had adamantly cautioned him against underestimating Max. She had even presented him with a unique treasure from the Sword God Palace, urging him to deploy it without delay to vanquish Max before he could even think of retaliating.

However, Ray possessed a formidable pride.

As one of the most exceptional prodigies of his era, he never conceived that he would be compelled to resort to an external artifact simply to contend with an opponent of Max's cultivation level. In his perspective, triumphing over Max through his own inherent strength was the sole acceptable conclusion. It was only after utterly crushing Max personally that he had intended to utilize the treasure for his complete annihilation.

But now, Ray had the stark realization of how utterly misguided that mindset had been.

In Max's presence, his vaunted strength seemed to hold no value whatsoever. Even the pride he had always held so dear now struck him as utterly comical.

"You compelled me to do this!" Ray roared, fury contorting his face as a semblance of madness began to surface.

At that critical juncture, he finally resolved to employ the treasure bestowed upon him by the esteemed Sword God Palace.

With a sudden movement, Ray pressed his hand against the sword-shaped rune intricately engraved upon his palm.

The rune instantly ignited with a blinding, ethereal white light.

Then, in the very next moment, a resplendent sword materialized within Ray's grasp.

The instant the blade manifested, the expressions of countless onlookers underwent a drastic transformation.

A palpable and terrifying sense of pressure descended upon the entire expanse of the battlefield, akin to an invisible tempest. Many combatants instinctively felt a chilling cold envelop their bodies as an overwhelming premonition of mortal peril flooded their minds.

Even Jonathan and Julie found their hearts giving a jolt after perceiving the potent aura emanating from the newly appeared weapon.

The sword itself gleamed with a pure white hue, yet the Qi radiating from it felt profoundly peculiar and unnatural. It possessed no discernible holy or demonic attributes. Instead, it emanated an indescribable aura that instilled a deep sense of unease in everyone who merely laid eyes upon it.

"You truly believe wielding a sword will alter the outcome?" Max inquired, a hint of a condescending smirk playing on his lips.

"Hahaha!" Ray erupted into sudden, unrestrained laughter.

Yet, his laughter now carried an unsettling, distorted quality. It was a chaotic amalgamation of desperation, humiliation, and a chilling killing intent.

Slowly, Ray then elevated the gleaming white sword, pointing it directly at Max.

"Tell me, Max," Ray queried, his grin stretching into a visage of madness, "do you comprehend the fundamental divergence between this trial and the actual Cosmic Ascension Conference?"

"What difference?" Max responded placidly.

He was, in truth, entirely ignorant of the answer.

Based on all the information he had gathered, this trial had been meticulously engineered as a flawless replication of the Cosmic Ascension Conference. Its purpose was to provide aspiring geniuses from various lesser factions an opportunity to acclimatize themselves in preparation for the genuine event.

Consequently, Max had consistently maintained the conviction that no substantial disparity should exist between the two.