Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1937 Secrets of Void Origin Eyes!

Before Sarvion could say anything else, a figure appeared before the platform. He didn't arrive through a gate. He didn't descend from the sky. He was like he was already standing there for a long time.

The man wore a long robe woven from pale gold and deep violet light, and each thread of that robe seemed to hold an ancient rune moving on its own.

His hair was long and white-gold, falling behind him like a river of dawn, while his eyes carried four rotating rings of different colors, each one giving off the feeling of an ancient law refined down to its absolute limit. His face looked young, but the depth in his gaze made him seem older than the Divine Realm itself.

The moment Max saw him, his eyes narrowed slightly. He recognized this person. Not from the Cosmic Ascension Conference. Not from the Black Dragon Clan. But from the temporal domain on Orion's planet.

Back then, through the strange temporal connection inside that domain, Max had seen the last user of the Dimensional Keeper legacy and had also caught the shadow of the Primordials.

Among them had been four terrifying figures standing above the Primordial Race like pillars holding up an ancient sky.

This man was one of them. One of the four Primarchs.

The Primarch's gaze swept across the ten geniuses. No pressure came off him, but everyone on the platform felt seen clearly. Not judged. Not suppressed. Just seen.

Their cultivation, bloodline, soul, Pseudo Cosmic Paths, wounds, secrets, and hidden potential all seemed to pass under his gaze in a single instant.

Even Revona's eyes widened slightly. Damian Voss lowered his gaze out of respect. Ervin's relaxed expression disappeared.

Orion Starfall's easy smile vanished.

Rakan Thorne went unusually quiet.

Kaiden Voidmere's pupils contracted faintly.

Aurelian Lareth straightened at once, clearly aware that no amount of elven pride meant anything in front of a Primarch of the Primordial Race.

The Primarch finally spoke. "I am Arvantos, one of the four Primarchs of the Primordial Race."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried across the whole reception platform and seemed to echo inside the ancient rune rings above them.

"You've all fought well in the Cosmic Ascension Conference. Each of you has shown talent, foundation, will, and a path worth my race's attention. Reaching the top ten wasn't just about winning fights. It also proved that your power has already stepped beyond the ordinary limits of the younger generation."

His eyes moved across them one by one. Then Arvantos's gaze landed on Revona.

"And Revona."

The platform quieted further. Revona looked at him calmly.

Finally, the Primarch's eyes shifted to Max.

"And Max Morgan." A faint smile crossed Arvantos's face. "The champion."

That word tightened the atmosphere again. Max met his gaze without lowering his head.

Arvantos looked at him for several breaths, then said something that made every genius on the platform freeze.

"I'll be honest. Before the final stage ended, I believed this conference would be won by Revona."

Silence fell. Not ordinary silence. Complete silence. Even Sarvion stood motionless.

The Primarch continued calmly, as if he hadn't just said something shocking. "In fact, I didn't just think she had a good chance of winning. I never seriously considered that anyone in this conference could beat her."

The nine other geniuses immediately turned toward Revona. Even Max looked at her with a flicker of interest.

Revona stayed calm. Her pale eyes didn't ripple, and her expression didn't change at all. She stood there as if Arvantos were talking about someone else entirely. It wasn't arrogance. It wasn't indifference either. It was the kind of calm that made her seem disconnected from ordinary surprise.

Orion Starfall frowned slightly. "You never thought anyone could beat her?"

Rakan Thorne couldn't hold back. "Even with Damian, Ervin, Max, Kaiden, and the rest of us there?"

Arvantos looked at him calmly. "Yes."

The blunt answer made Rakan's expression stiffen.

Damian Voss's eyes narrowed. "Because of her Void Origin Eyes?"

"Because of the true secret of the Void Origin Eyes," Arvantos corrected.

The moment he said that, Revona's gaze finally shifted slightly. Not in panic. Not in shock. Just acknowledgment.

Arvantos looked at the group and went on. "The Void Origin Eyes aren't just a powerful pair of eyes that can nullify, hollow, trace, and return power to nothing. Those are only the abilities you saw in battle. Their deeper mystery runs far more terrifying than that."

The ancient rune rings above the platform rotated slowly.

"It's said the holder of the Void Origin Eyes never truly dies."

The geniuses' expressions changed again.

Arvantos continued. "In old history, that saying was always treated as a half-myth. Some believed it meant the Void Origin Eyes could preserve the soul. Some believed the eye bloodline would just reappear in later generations. Some believed it was pure exaggeration born from fear. But Revona is a living example that it's true."

He paused, then revealed the secret.

"Revona is a reincarnated person."

The whole platform went heavy.

Aurelian's expression changed drastically. "Reincarnated?"

Arvantos nodded. "Not once. Not twice. Over and over. Generation after generation. Body after body. Era after era."

The shock spreading across the top ten was impossible to hide. Even those with the deepest composure felt their hearts skip. A person who reincarnated once was already shocking enough to most forces.

A person who reincarnated repeatedly, keeping memories and experience intact, was something far beyond ordinary understanding. That wasn't just talent anymore. That was accumulation across generations.

Arvantos looked at Revona again. "The Revona standing here isn't just a young genius who awakened the Void Origin Eyes in this generation. She's the same existence as the people who awakened those eyes before her. Different bodies. Different eras. Different identities. But the same person."

Every gaze turned back to Revona. She just stood there quietly, her expression as calm as ever, as if this revelation had nothing to do with her.

Arvantos went on. "Nobody knows the full mystery behind this reincarnation. Not even the Primordial Race has fully uncovered its source. What we do know is that it's tied to the Void Origin Eyes. Whenever the eyes awaken in a new body, memories of past lives start waking up too. At first they come back as fragments. Then as dreams. Then as instincts. Then as full experience."

He looked at Max. "That's why I believed she would win."

Max's eyes narrowed slightly.