Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1928 Winner of Cosmic Ascension Conference!

For one breath, the final result screen above the Eternal Hourglass shone like the brightest star in the starry sky.

The whole Divine Realm seemed frozen under that golden light, as if everyone needed a moment to take in what had just happened.

Ervin's strongest forbidden spear, the Body-Burying Abyss Spear, had come out with enough force to shake the Eternal Hourglass itself. Still, Max Morgan had faced it without fear.

He had unleashed the full power of his 5000 Dragon Essences, entered the Dragon Scales Transformation, strengthened his body with the four Divine Veins, gathered Divine King Punishment into his blade, guided the Emotion Severing Path through the Saint Origin Sword Art, and cut down the strongest attack Ervin had ever thrown.

The black sea was gone. The broken gate had faded. Ervin's spear had snapped. And Max Morgan was still standing.

Angelina Valerius looked down at the arena, her pale golden eyes taking in the state of the battlefield. Golden light from the Eternal Hourglass wrapped around Ervin, healing the damage from his forbidden technique and keeping his body from breaking down further.

Across from him, Max stood with Dragonheart lowered at his side. His dragon scales were fading, and small sparks of seven-colored lightning drifted around him like the last pieces of a storm.

Then the result screen changed.

[Battle Record Updated.]

[Max Morgan]

[Total Battles Fought: 24]

[Total Wins: 24]

[Total Defeats: 0]

Beneath it, new words appeared.

[Perfect Victory Record Achieved.]

Then a second record showed up.

[Ervin]

[Total Battles Fought: 24]

[Total Wins: 22]

[Total Defeats: 2]

The whole Eternal Hourglass went quiet. No one spoke. No one cheered. It felt like no one was even breathing.

Then Angelina Valerius raised her hand. The golden light around the Eternal Hourglass grew brighter, and the huge screen above the arena stretched out until it filled almost the entire sky over the stage.

Ancient symbols circled around it slowly, like divine seals marking down an event people would remember for years to come.

Angelina's voice rang out.

"The final battle has ended."

Her tone was calm, but there was a weight behind it that made every word land harder.

"With twenty-four wins, zero losses, and a perfect record in the final stage, Max Morgan is the winner of the Cosmic Ascension Conference."

The golden screen lit up.

[Cosmic Ascension Conference Champion]

[Max Morgan]

For one moment, those words hung over the arena like something out of the heavens. Then the whole Divine Realm exploded. The noise was bigger than anything that had come before it.

Every viewing formation linked to the Eternal Hourglass shook under the flood of voices. Countless cities, forces, clans, palaces, floating islands, ancient halls, trading hubs, academies, and hidden corners of the world shook with millions of people shouting Max's name at once.

Max Morgan. The name spread like wildfire.

In the Black Dragon Clan, the entire place lost it. Disciples shouted until their voices went hoarse. Elders who had kept their composure for centuries stood up with shaking hands.

Some laughed out loud. Some slammed their fists on tables hard enough to break them. Some just stared at the screen with wet eyes, still not quite believing that someone from their own clan had reached the top of the Cosmic Ascension Conference with a perfect record.

"Champion!"

"Max Morgan is the champion!"

"Twenty-four wins and not a single loss!"

"The Black Dragon Clan has raised the strongest genius of this whole conference!"

Lady Virelia stood in front of the huge projection with her hands clasped behind her back. Her face stayed calm, but the small curve at the corner of her mouth said everything she didn't put into words.

She was the one who had chosen Max. She had brought him into the Black Dragon Clan and watched him grow from an unknown talent into someone who could now stand above Damian Voss, Revona, Ervin, Orion, Kaiden, Rakan, Aurelian, and every other top genius of this generation.

Mathew Grimes stared at the screen for a long moment before letting out a deep breath.

"From now on, no one in the Divine Realm will dare call him just a lucky junior."

Another family head nodded slowly. "That's right. From now on, every force out there will have to put his name at the very top of their watch list for the younger generation."

In the Sword God Palace, the mood was mixed. Damian Voss had now lost twice in the final stretch, but none of the swordsmen there could deny what they'd just seen.

Max hadn't won because Damian was weak. He'd won because his sword was sharp enough to cut through the final edict of Sword Sovereign Heaven itself.

Many disciples stared at the champion screen without saying a word, their pride stung, but quietly shaken by the sheer beauty of the sword clash they'd just watched.

In the Nine Star Court, Orion Starfall's supporters cheered and sighed all at once. Orion had lost to Max, but that fight had forced Max to bring out the Emotion Severing Path in full.

The Nine Star Court's elders knew well enough that Orion's loss hadn't dulled his shine. It had just placed him in the same era as someone even more terrifying.

In the Grand Void Sanctum, Kaiden Voidmere's elders watched the screen with heavy, unreadable faces. Max had beaten Kaiden with a clear edge in the Void Genesis Art and the Dimensional Sovereign Body.

Now that Max was champion, their thoughts grew even more complicated, since they understood the link between Max and their own supreme inheritance path was not a simple one.

In the War God Palace, Rakan Thorne's supporters laughed loudly despite his loss. To them, losing to the champion wasn't shameful. It just proved Rakan had fought someone truly worth fighting.

In the elven lands, the reaction hit harder. Aurelian Lareth sat in silence in front of the projection, his face pale, his fists clenched so tight his nails dug into his palms.

Every time Max's name flashed on the screen, it felt like another slap to his pride. The stolen Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline inside him pulsed faintly, and Max's calm voice echoed in his memory again.

"Take care of my bloodline until then. It won't be long before I come for it."

Aurelian's face twisted, but he said nothing. There was nothing he could say.

Far from him, among the scattered survivors of the old third elven faction, Nancy, Caroline, Jessica, and others watched the same projection with pounding hearts.

Some covered their mouths. Some cried quietly. Some just stared at the white-haired young man under the champion screen, struggling to connect him to the child whose life had once been torn apart by betrayal.

Caroline's eyes filled with tears. "He really did it."

Nancy nodded, her voice shaking. "Her Majesty's son is the champion."

Inside the Eternal Hourglass, the other top fighters were watching Max too.

Revona sat quietly, pale and worn out, but there was no bitterness in her eyes. She had lost only after pushing Max hard enough to reveal a power that even her Null Origin Tide couldn't erase. To her, that loss made sense.

Damian Voss stood with his sword sheathed, calm, a trace of respect still lingering in his eyes.

Ervin, still wrapped in healing golden light, looked at Max and smiled faintly despite his battered state.

"You really became champion."

Max looked back at him. "You made that final fight hard."

Ervin laughed softly. "Not hard enough."

Max didn't answer right away. Then he smiled.

"You kept standing until your spear broke."

Ervin's smile stayed faint. "It was the least I could do."