Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1391 Mysterious Revona

"The victory in this battle belongs to Max," Lady Virelia declared firmly, her words resounding through the arena as she announced the outcome without delay.

Disciples hurried forward in a cluster, gently raising Jonathan from the floor and steadying his wounded frame while they guided him out of the arena. The crowd's vibe changed in an instant, waves of surprise surging among the members of both the Heavenly Kirin Clan and the Dark Phoenix Clan.

"Max has won... he actually triumphed," Clan Head Jeremy from the Heavenly Kirin Clan whispered, his face twisted in utter astonishment. Rumors of Max's terrifying fighting power had reached his ears many times, but seeing it unfold right before him was a whole other level.

Right then, the sight in front of him still seemed like a dream. A newcomer who had only recently risen to mortality, with power at just the eighth stage of the Divine Rank, had overcome an outer disciple from the Dark Phoenix Clan who outranked him by a full realm. No matter how much he tried to make sense of it, the reality remained hard to swallow.

Clan Head Raven felt the same jolt of unease. She had never come across anyone in the Divine Realm who could battle across such a massive cultivation divide, much less claim a clear win.

In that instant, a key fact she nearly missed floated into her mind. Max was the individual chosen by the Sword Sovereign's blade. With prowess and promise like his, it made perfect sense now why that legendary sword had selected only him and turned away all the rest.

"He's powerful, but that's the extent of it," a serene voice broke the thick quiet from next to Clan Head Raven.

The young lady nearby moved ahead a bit, her words even and assured. "I could beat him without effort."

A phoenix-shaped mask hid her features entirely, showing no hint of what lay beneath. Truth be told, Clan Head Raven had never laid eyes on this disciple's actual appearance.

All she knew was that this girl carried an air of deep mystery, with insights and views that felt way ahead of everyone else, like they stemmed from some alien realm.

That's exactly why Clan Head Raven had included her in the group, ready for whatever surprises might come, knowing her Rebirth Realm might was second to none.

Now, gazing at Max who stood composed in the arena's heart after his success, Clan Head Raven understood that the dreaded moment she had anticipated was here at last.

"Very well, Revona, it's your turn," Clan Head Raven stated steadily, facing the masked girl at her side, her voice laced with unspoken confidence as if the upcoming fight's end was already set.

Revona nodded faintly in reply, saying nothing and revealing no emotion through the phoenix mask that shrouded her visage.

She strode toward the arena at a leisurely pace, her strides fluid and natural, but each one bore a strange heaviness that weighed on the air around her.

As soon as Max spotted someone drawing near, he turned his focus to her, bracing for yet another foe similar to the previous one. Yet the second his gaze landed on Revona, his whole form shuddered fiercely. It was like a barrage of hidden warnings blared inside him all at once.

His gut instincts ignited wildly, his Three Divine Body stirred automatically, and every fiber of his existence urged him to spin and run as fast as he could. Deep down, everything signaled that the figure heading to the arena was far from normal.

'Who could she be?' Max wondered in alarm, his pulse thundering in his ears. The feeling hit too close to home. He'd experienced it just once earlier, facing Mark when he was still frail and helpless, and now that crushing threat rushed back just from eyeing this veiled woman.

What made it worse was that he wasn't weak anymore, turning the dread even more intense.

Revona entered the arena shortly and halted a few paces from Max, positioning herself steadily across from him. The gap between them warped oddly, like the atmosphere had thickened into something suffocating.

"I am Revona," she stated, her tone flat and devoid of feeling as she gave her name.

"I am Max... Morgan," Max answered, pausing briefly after his first name. For a split second, an odd force pressed on him, as if an invisible hand tried to pull out his real identity, Max Voidwalker.

The weirdness unnerved him deeply, but he pushed back on reflex and ended his greeting with the alias he picked. Even that quick back-and-forth left him on edge, like he'd grazed something beyond his grasp.

'This lady poses genuine threat,' Max grasped instantly. Though his awareness pegged Revona's power at about Jonathan's level, he couldn't ignore the sense that it was all just a clever illusion.

All his senses yelled at him to watch out, remain sharp, and endure. Such alerts seldom hit him for no cause, and this one confirmed what he had to face.

"Let's begin the fight," Revona uttered with a subtle grin, her words mild and soothing as they carried over the arena.

Max's gaze sharpened right as she finished, since despite the plain phrasing, another message slid straight into his thoughts via voice transmission.

"You're quite odd," Revona's voice echoed in his head, laced with subtle intrigue. "You forced a lie right in front of me, which almost never occurs. Even stranger is your destiny. I sense the paths of nearly all I encounter, but yours shows only endless void. Explain why."