Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1929 End of the Conference!

Angelina Valerius lowered herself slightly, and the golden light around the arena gathered above Max.

A glowing mark slowly took shape in the sky, marking him as champion of the Cosmic Ascension Conference. It didn't sink into him right away. It just hovered there, shining like a crown waiting for the formal ceremony.

The whole Divine Realm watched that scene. Countless people understood this moment meant more than just the end of a conference. It marked the rise of a name.

Max Morgan had entered the Cosmic Ascension Conference as a surprising talent from the Black Dragon Clan. He was leaving it as the strongest genius of his era. At least, that's what most of the Divine Realm believed.

But far away from the great clans and palaces buzzing over the new champion, there was a quiet, out-of-the-way planet with dim skies, broken mountains, and a small city protected by old formations.

Inside a simple, well-guarded hall on that planet, a few people were watching the same broadcast. The picture wasn't as clear as the ones the big forces had. It flickered now and then from the distance and interference, but the words above the arena still came through.

[Cosmic Ascension Conference Champion]

[Max Morgan]

Among the people in that hall stood a beautiful woman with a calm smile.

Freya, Max's older sister. Her eyes stayed fixed on the screen, and when she saw Max standing under the golden champion banner, her expression softened in a way few people around her had ever seen. There was pride in her eyes, but no surprise.

There was warmth in her smile, but no disbelief.

Beside her stood Lucien. He stared at the projection for a long while without saying anything. His usual easy manner had given way to something more serious, and his eyes stayed locked on Max's figure, as if he were trying to measure something the screen couldn't fully show.

After a long pause, Lucien let out a slow breath.

"He's really become the strongest genius in the Divine Realm."

The others in the room turned toward him. Lucien didn't look away from the screen.

"I always knew Max was special, but this is different. Beating Revona, Damian, Ervin, and everyone else with a perfect record isn't something you can put down to talent alone." His eyes grew more serious. "If I fought him right now, at the same level, I'm not sure I could beat him."

Those words made the whole room go quiet. Everyone there knew how much pride and strength Lucien carried, so hearing him say something like that meant a lot.

Freya just smiled. Her eyes stayed on Max. She wasn't shocked, and she wasn't doubtful. She simply watched the white-haired figure under the champion screen and thought to herself.

'Of course you did it, Max.'

Her smile grew a little warmer.

'I wouldn't expect anything less from my little brother.'

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The final result screen kept shining above the Eternal Hourglass for a long time.

[Cosmic Ascension Conference Champion]

[Max Morgan]

[Final Record: 24 Wins, 0 Defeats]

[Perfect Victory]

Max Morgan had won. The white-haired genius of the Black Dragon Clan had gone through the entire final stage without losing a single match.

He'd beaten the strongest young fighters of this generation one after another.

He'd beaten Rosaline's Dawn Sovereign Sanctuary, Rakan's War God Body, Kaiden's Grand Void Labyrinth, Aurelian's Heavenly Luminance Divine Dominion, Orion's Nine Star Sovereign Body, Revona's Void Origin Realm, Damian Voss's Sword Sovereign Heaven, and Ervin's Abyssal Origin Descent.

Every name he'd faced was strong enough to shake an ancient force on its own, yet all of them had eventually fallen to his sword, his body, his bloodline, his Pseudo Cosmic Paths, and the deep well of strength hidden behind his calm face.

Angelina Valerius stood above the restored arena and looked down at Max. Golden light from the Eternal Hourglass gathered around her like streams of ancient power, and for the first time since the final stage began, the giant hourglass above the arena stopped turning.

The sand inside it went still, and the whole world inside the venue seemed to bow toward the end of the conference.

Angelina raised both hands slightly.

"The Cosmic Ascension Conference has come to its end."

Her voice was calm, but it carried further than ever before.

"The final stage is complete. Every battle has been recorded. Every ranking has been confirmed. By the authority of the Eternal Hourglass, watched over by the Primordials, and witnessed by the whole Divine Realm, I officially declare the Cosmic Ascension Conference over."

The golden screen lit up again.

[Cosmic Ascension Conference Officially Concluded.]

[Champion: Max Morgan.]

The moment those words appeared, the whole Eternal Hourglass roared one last time. This wasn't just a roar of shock anymore. It was a roar of closure, the sound of an era recognizing its newest monster.

The defeated fighters on the pillars looked at Max, each with a different look on their face.

Orion Starfall smiled brightly, his eyes still full of excitement from a fight worth remembering. Rakan Thorne laughed loudly and punched his own palm, clearly already hungry for another shot someday.

Kaiden Voidmere stayed quiet, but the respect in his eyes was plain to see.

Damian Voss stood tall with his sword at his waist, calm and dignified even in defeat.

Revona's pale eyes stayed fixed on Max, as if she were still trying to work out the star-like power that had gotten past her Null Origin Tide.

Ervin, mostly healed now by the Eternal Hourglass, looked at Max with a small smile, the broken pieces of his spear already restored beside him by the venue's power.

Angelina's gaze passed over all of them before settling back on Max.

"The award ceremony and everything else after the conference will be handled according to the rules of the Eternal Hourglass and the agreements between the participating forces. For now, everyone will be sent back to their own forces."

Golden light lit up beneath every fighter. One by one, beams of light came down, and the pillars began to empty. Some fighters vanished quietly.

Some looked at Max one last time before disappearing. Some clenched their fists, already thinking ahead to the day they'd get to fight him again.

Max stood in the middle of the arena as the light gathered under his feet. Dragonheart rested quietly at his side, and the last traces of seven-colored lightning faded from the air around him.

His dragon scales were gone, his divine veins had closed, and the terrifying power from the final battle had settled back into his body.

Even without any visible power around him now, he seemed heavier somehow, as if the title of champion had added an invisible weight to his presence.

Angelina Valerius looked at him one last time.

"Congratulations, Max Morgan."

Max gave a small nod. "Thank you."

Then the golden light swallowed him whole.