Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1947 A Promise!

Max slowly closed his hand. The Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline stirred faintly inside him. His cultivation, now steady at the 5th level of the Law Refinement Realm, felt nowhere near enough. Not for his own goals, and definitely not for whatever crisis could make one of the four Primarchs sound this serious.

Arvantos looked at all of them one last time.

"You'll stay in the Primordial Ancestral Domain for a short while to stabilize your bloodlines and learn the first stage of Primordial control. After that, you'll return to your own forces."

His gaze grew heavier.

"Make good use of the time you have."

No one answered right away. There was no need to. Each of them understood.

The Cosmic Ascension Conference had been the stage where they proved themselves. The Primordial Bloodline was the reward that transformed them. But the real trial waiting ahead was something far bigger than any tournament. And if they weren't strong enough when it arrived, even the title of supreme genius wouldn't mean anything.

Even though Arvantos's warning left a heavy shadow over the ten geniuses, none of them kept asking about it.

They were curious, of course. How could they not be? A major crisis that would soon spread across the entire universe wasn't a small thing to hear. If those words had come from an elder of some ordinary divine clan, a few of them might have suspected exaggeration meant to scare them into obedience.

But the person who'd said it was Arvantos, one of the four Primarchs of the Primordial Race. A being like him had no reason to exaggerate in front of the younger generation, and he certainly had no reason to invent fear without cause.

Still, curiosity alone wasn't useful. Arvantos had already made it clear that they weren't qualified to know the full truth yet, so dwelling on it would only waste time. Every one of them had just received a Primordial Bloodline, and that new power hadn't fully settled into their bodies. If they left it unstable out of carelessness, even a heaven-sent opportunity could turn into a hidden danger.

So, under Sarvion's guidance, the ten geniuses stayed in the Primordial Ancestral Domain for several more days.

Each of them was assigned a separate cultivation chamber in a quiet area behind the Bloodline Chamber. These chambers sat above streams of ancient primordial energy, and their walls were carved with stabilizing runes meant to ease the friction between each genius's original foundation and their newly received bloodline.

Once inside, each of them began the long process of circulating their Primordial Bloodline, learning its rhythm, controlling its pressure, and making sure it didn't clash with their existing powers.

Max sat alone in one of these chambers.

The room around him was circular, silent, and filled with faint golden mist. The floor beneath him held four interlocking runes that resonated faintly with the Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline inside his body. Every time his blood circulated, those runes lit up softly, as if responding to a Primarch's bloodline.

Max sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Inside him, the Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline stayed calm, but that calm felt more like the stillness of an ocean than the weakness of sleeping power. It hadn't fully awakened yet. Max could tell that much clearly.

What he'd received was the source and foundation of the bloodline, but bringing out its true abilities would take time, battles, refinement, and deeper cultivation. Even so, in its current state, it had already transformed his body, strengthened his soul, refined his laws, and helped push his cultivation to the 5th level of the Law Refinement Realm.

His Emotion Severing Path, Divine King Punishment, and Devouring Flames Domain had also stabilized further thanks to the new bloodline. They were still Pseudo Cosmic Paths, but their edges had grown sharper and their structures more complete.

Max could sense the distant wall between pseudo and true cosmic paths more clearly than ever, and yet that wall also felt impossibly high. No matter how close he seemed to get, he knew he wouldn't truly cross it until he reached the Divine Lord Realm.

For several days, Max focused only on stabilizing. He didn't rush. He didn't try to greedily force the Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline to show off abilities before it was ready. He calmly guided it through his body, let it settle into his foundation, and made sure it wouldn't disturb his other bloodlines.

His Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline, Heavenly Luminance Divine Bloodline, draconic essence foundation, Seven Divine Veins, Dimensional Sovereign Body, and new Primordial Bloodline were all powerful on their own, but power without balance could destroy the person carrying it. Max had too many extraordinary things inside him, which meant his foundation needed even more control than most.

On the fifth day, while Max quietly circulated the Primordial Bloodline, a communication mark he carried suddenly lit up.

Max opened his eyes. A message appeared before him.

[Max, I need your help.]

[You promised you would help me once in return for me joining Crown.]

[Come to the coordinates I have sent. Come alone.]

[Rose.]

Max looked at the message for a few breaths.

Rose. The young woman who'd agreed to join his force, Crown, in exchange for one favor. She hadn't asked for that favor right away back then, and Max hadn't pushed her to explain. He'd simply given his word. Now, it looked like the time had come for her to collect on it.

Max stood up. He didn't waste any time.

After letting Sarvion know he had a private matter to handle and getting permission to leave the Primordial Ancestral Domain for a while, Max used the coordinates Rose had sent.

A spatial path opened in front of him, and his Dimensional Sovereign Body guided him through the layers of space with far more ease than before. After stepping into the Law Refinement Realm and receiving the Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline, his control over space had gotten even more natural, almost as if distance itself had softened around him.

A short while later, Max arrived at the location Rose had given him.

The first thing he saw was emptiness. Not the emptiness of void, and not the emptiness of destruction. Just an abandoned planet.

The sky was pale blue, the wind was gentle, and the land stretched endlessly in every direction, covered by vast grass fields rolling like waves under the breeze. There were no cities, no mountains of spiritual energy, no towering sects, no ancient ruins, no divine beasts, no obvious formations, and no visible sign of any powerful clan.

Max stood in the middle of the grass field and looked around silently.

"This is the place?"

For a moment, even he wondered if Rose had sent him to the wrong location by mistake.

Then his eyes narrowed. His Dimensional Sovereign Body reacted. The world looked empty on the surface, but the space here was anything but ordinary.

This small arc will be the prelude to whatever crisis the universe is about to get drowned in...