Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1295 Relocating the Tower of Truth

Searching through memories more ancient than almost any creature on the planet, Xolo’s golden form wavered. "During my time in the Divine Realm, I encountered many tales of such entities," he explained. "Once a Devouring Spirit begins its feast upon a world, it will not cease until the entire realm is annihilated. No barrier can withstand it, no force can repel it, and no formation is powerful enough to bind it. Their very essence is consumption; they exist only to devour."

He paused, his voice taking on a distant quality as if he were reciting a legend lost to time. "However, a rumor does exist. Whether it is fact or a myth shared by ancient spirits, I cannot say. It is whispered that a spirit possessing a humanoid form holds absolute dominion over all lesser spirits. Such an entity can command, sway, and even suppress other spirits, even those driven by pure destruction. Theoretically, a humanoid spirit could force a Devouring Spirit to halt its feeding and quell its gluttony. Yet, it remains a mere legend, and I have never seen it substantiated in all my years."

Max listened with rapt attention, a strange heaviness settling in his chest. "A humanoid spirit," he murmured. "So exceptionally rare that even you question their reality."

Xolo nodded solemnly. "Humanoid spirits are more than rare; their birth is nearly impossible. Such a manifestation requires flawless conditions, staggering power, and a level of spirit evolution that transcends every known rank. Even within the Divine Realm, they were regarded as miracles that might appear once in a million years. Most dismissed them as fables. If such a spirit is not present here, then the fall of this world to the Devouring Spirit is certain. Nothing native to this realm possesses the strength to stop it."

His tone softened, heavy with the sorrow of a looming tragedy. "Thus, Max, I believe Acaris is destined to be consumed shortly unless the impossible manifests. Only those humanoid spirits have any chance of swaying the Devouring Spirit. And the probability of one existing on this world is virtually zero."

Max fell into a pensive silence as he processed the information. Xolo’s warning was unmistakable. The danger was imminent, and the clock was counting down.

The only miracle that could halt the Devouring Spirit was a being the world had not witnessed for eons.

"Give up on that thought, Max." Blob’s voice echoed in Max’s mind, cutting through the quiet of the room with blunt clarity. There was no doubt in his words, only the harsh honesty of ancient wisdom. "You remember what I explained to you long ago regarding humanoid spirits. The humanoid state is the ultimate and most grueling peak a spirit can achieve. It is the goal I pursue in this life, something I work toward every second, but even for me, the climb is nearly insurmountable. For the vast majority of spirits, that form is nothing but an impossible dream."

Blob went on, his voice carrying a weight that Max seldom heard. "There are only two paths for a spirit to become humanoid. One is to be born directly in that form, which is incredibly rare, and the other is to evolve into it from a lesser state. The first way is nearly impossible, but the second is far more taxing. Such an evolution demands perfect circumstances, massive spiritual resources, and a level of enlightenment that takes ages to grasp. This world provides none of those requirements. There isn't a single humanoid spirit on this entire planet. Consequently, there is no one to command the Devouring Spirit. This realm is finished, Max. Stop worrying about saving it."

Listening to the grim assessment, Max let out a soft sigh. Blob had never been this pessimistic, yet Max knew he was speaking the truth. Certain universal forces were simply beyond the reach of any mortal. It was a painful reality to accept, but a necessary one.

He breathed out slowly and looked toward Xolo. "In that case, is it possible to move this tower to another location?" he inquired.

"It is," Xolo confirmed with a nod. "The Tower of Truth is a divine instrument that can exist wherever its master commands. I am merely the spirit of the structure. Since you are its owner, you have the power to relocate it to any destination you wish. The tower will follow your will."

Max felt a surge of relief. Even if the world fell, the tower would be spared from the Devouring Spirit’s hunger. He could safeguard the structure and everything it held. However, one detail remained.

"Where do you intend to move it?" Xolo asked, his calm golden eyes fixed on Max.

Max took a moment to reflect. He knew he required time to cultivate and reach the Divine Realm. Once he ascended, he would need to find a secure world where the humans preserved within the Life Space Rings could eventually live. It was a massive burden, but he showed no sign of wavering. For the moment, he just needed a temporary sanctuary for the tower, a place far from the reach of corruption and ruin.

"I have a suitable location for now," Max replied at last.

Once the decision was made, Max’s body flickered and disappeared from the hidden room, only to reappear at the very summit of the Tower of Truth. As the wind swept across the ancient masonry, he rested his hand against the cold stone.

Invoking his absolute authority as the master of the tower, he commanded the building to move. The response was instantaneous. The massive spire began to shimmer, its solid form breaking down into countless glowing threads of light before it vanished from the Lower Domain entirely.

A moment later, it took shape within the Dimension of Spirit.

As the tower manifested in that mystical realm, Max’s consciousness followed. His spirit drifted into the Dimension of Spirit, his form appearing on the softly radiant soil of that inner world. Blob and Tian were already there, waiting near the newly arrived Tower of Truth.

Blob hovered with a mix of relief and interest, while Tian silently observed the tower, sensing the staggering power it radiated.

"This is the Tower of Truth," Max announced as he walked forward. "It will stay here for the time being. This realm is stable, and it is unreachable from the outside world. The tower will be protected here."

Both Blob and Tian nodded, recognizing the significance of the tower and the necessity of its protection. With the Devouring Spirit closing in on their home world, the Dimension of Spirit had become their final sanctuary and their last untouched bastion.

For the time being, that would have to be enough.