Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1367 Bloodline Types

"Isn't it truly astonishing?" Lady Virelia inquired, casting a look at Max and clearly spotting the astonishment and wonder etched on his features.

Max gave a slow nod, his eyes remaining locked on the boundless dark edifices, the twisting dragon carvings, and the streams of quiet black fires that extended over the skyline. The sight seemed nearly dreamlike, like entering a legend etched into the fabric of existence, and he realized that lingering here too long could make him lose himself completely in its allure.

"Yet the Black Dragon Palace stands as just one among numerous third-rate powers across the whole Divine Realm," Lady Virelia went on, her voice steady and somewhat offhand, as if discussing everyday matters. A subtle grin played on her mouth while she talked, though the gravity behind her statement was far from trivial. "Plenty of mightier powers dot the Divine Realm, with bases, domains, and heritages that overshadow everything before your eyes."

Her eyes lifted to the far-off heavens, where massive dragon outlines drifted leisurely amid the vapors. "The Divine Realm stretches beyond imagination. This view is only a sliver of it, a piece tied to the Black Dragon Palace. Further out lie second-rate powers that rule over several star realms, every one matching the size of our Verdant Sky Realm. Higher still are first-rate powers whose reach spans areas so immense that crossing them might demand ages, and their real might remains unseen by most cultivators throughout their days."

Lady Virelia shifted her attention back to Max, her face growing more grave. "I understand the fire in your soul. It shows in your gaze. You yearn to venture into that immense Divine Realm, to face off against greater foes, to discover realms where myths arise and fade. However, that realm shows no mercy to the feeble, regardless of their gifts. Before you gain a specific degree of power, I won't permit you to roam unchecked across the Divine Realm."

She halted for a moment, letting her message settle. "This isn't a chain to hold you down, but a shield to preserve your life. Once your power is adequate, once you can hold your ground in the Divine Realm without leaning on another's protection, I won't hold you back anymore."

Max took in her words quietly, his pulse quickening a bit. The shock lingered from learning that the Black Dragon Palace, already seeming endlessly majestic, ranked merely as a third-rate power.

That idea alone set his thoughts spinning. If third-rate meant this level of awe, what horrors defined second-rate and first-rate powers, and what horrors waited even higher?

For the initial time since entering the Divine Realm, Max fully realized the tininess of his present standing, and simultaneously, the boundless journey stretching before him.

'From Freya's cautions about the elves in the Divine Realm, they must rank as a first-rate power here,' Max pondered as his hand gradually balled into a fist. Just considering it squeezed his heart. If a third-rate power like the Black Dragon Palace wielded such crushing force and expanse, a first-rate one would tower utterly over the skies and lands.

He at last comprehended the enormous divide between his present might and the strength needed to confront such giants and save his parents. The road forward loomed endless, much longer than he'd ever pictured, with no easy paths.

"Very well, let's proceed to the Black Dragon Palace," Lady Virelia stated with a soft grin as her form rose skyward, heading toward the gigantic structure in front.

Max mirrored her smile. Though he couldn't soar naturally in the Divine Realm as yet, he had ways to keep pace. Dark fires erupted from within him, thick and weighty, collecting at his rear before forming into shadowy wings.

With the wings unfurling, a profound force spread out, and one mighty beat launched Max upward, the black fires trailing dimly as he surged ahead.

Within mere instants, Max reached Lady Virelia, gliding beside her effortlessly.

"Your lineage is quite distinctive," Lady Virelia remarked, eyeing the black fires cloaking him, her stare keen enough to cut through body and spirit. "In Obsidian Dragon City, I had already detected an oddity in you. But back then, your frailty hid it from full view. Now, having attained Divine Rank, the special nature of your lineage shines brightly to me."

A faint ripple stirred in Max's chest. "In what way does it stand apart from others?" he questioned, his interest real.

"Here's how it works," Lady Virelia started evenly. "The Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline splits into four primary kinds. The first, the standard lineage, belongs to most Black Dragon Palace followers. It offers a bond with black flames, dragon-like power, and a built-in edge in cultivation, yet it counts as ordinary in our halls."

She pressed on seamlessly. "Beyond that lies the progenitor lineage. This enhanced form of the standard one typically goes to exceptional talents in the Black Dragon Palace. Bearers enjoy vastly superior promise and far loftier limits than regular members."

Lady Virelia's voice deepened with gravity as she elaborated. "Next come the Source Bloodline and the Imperial Bloodline. The Source Bloodline often gets hailed as the mightiest of the recognized Black Dragon Palace lineages, though its real potency hinges on the blood essence's clarity. Take, for instance, a person from a mortal world awakening a Source Bloodline—they'd generally hold under ten percent genuine Black Dragon blood essence."

She eyed Max pointedly. "On the other hand, those born in the Divine Realm with a Source Bloodline usually carry over ninety percent Black Dragon blood essence. Such refinement seldom comes solely from training and nearly always passes down from lineage. Thus, the Source Bloodline appears mostly in the core offspring of the seven great families."

Max took her explanation to heart before voicing the query brewing inside him. "And the Imperial Bloodline?"

Lady Virelia eased her pace mid-flight, her look turning weighty as she regarded him. "The Imperial Bloodline sets itself apart," she murmured softly. "It's not just a mightier lineage, but an emblem of unchallenged rule among dragon ancestries. Its holders gain recognition from the Black Dragon heritage proper. Across the Black Dragon Palace's endless eras, only a scarce few have stirred it to life, and each rose to shake the very Divine Realm."

Her eyes held on Max a touch longer than needed, as though gauging some hidden depth in him, before she resumed her flight toward the Black Dragon Palace's core.