Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1393 Full Release of Seven Divine Veins!

Feeling his strikes fail to impact Revona at all and noticing how the energy concentrated in his punches simply dissipated right before hitting her, Max retreated a step, his face growing serious and intent.

The way his force got nullified so effortlessly disturbed him to the core, but instead of shattering his determination, it honed it further. He examined her intently, like he was attempting to look past the exterior and understand the essence of the horrifying being right in front of him.

"Is this a class skill or some technique?" Max inquired, keeping his tone even amid the whirlwind of ideas swirling in his head.

"What's your guess?" Revona responded with composure, her voice laced with a disturbing assurance.

After pausing to think, Max voiced his thoughts once more, speaking measuredly. "No matter what this turns out to be, I've never encountered anything similar. Wiping out every bit of force from my punches before they connect isn't something a standard technique could achieve. I'm sure of that. It might tie into a cosmic path, yet you obviously haven't reached the stage to comprehend or master one. So the remaining possibility is that you possess this power innately."

Revona's gaze sharpened just a bit under her mask. "For a mere mortal, you're surprisingly perceptive," she stated icily. "But that doesn't alter a thing. This fight is yours to lose against me. You won't ever manage a solid hit, and that seals your fate."

Max's brow creased slightly at her declaration. "What makes you say I'm bound to fail right here?" he questioned openly, then added via mental link. "You admitted you can't read my destiny, so why are you so sure I'm fated to fall to you?"

A enigmatic grin formed on Revona's mouth. "Because defeat isn't in my nature," her words resounded in his thoughts. "Whether your fate is visible to me or not doesn't matter. My power is what counts. From birth, I've never tasted loss in combat, and that conviction means whatever you try, you're set to be defeated by me."

"Understood," Max answered with a subtle grin, giving a gradual nod as if embracing her logic. "I guess everything has its moment."

With those words escaping him, Max drew in a profound breath, and the atmosphere nearby thickened, as if reality itself was preparing for an impending event. His gaze intensified, and in a quiet murmur just for his ears, he whispered, "Vein of Origin, activated."

Once he unleashed the Vein of Origin completely—the primary and essential one among the Seven Divine Veins—it seemed like unseen restraints broke apart inside him. A fierce blast wave burst from his form, rushing over the arena like an unrelenting wave.

The earth under his boots quaked, and the wind roared as if fighting to hold back the abrupt rush of might. A blend of white vapor and glowing force streamed from his frame, while an archaic, crushing force settled over the whole arena, compelling numerous onlookers to unconsciously catch their breaths.

Max's sinews clenched and swelled gently as his pure bodily might skyrocketed explosively. The essence of twelve hundred Draconic Essences, once held in check, now flowed unbound, boosted and purified by the Vein of Origin to an alarming height.

Each motion he made bore a dominating force, and even a minor adjustment in his position warped the air around him. It was like his presence had become weightier, more compact, and vastly more perilous, as if an ancient power had stirred to life inside him.

In that instant, Max appeared as the incarnate form of primal origin might, his presence flaring with timeless dominance.

The aura emanating from him showed that his power transcended that of a mere talented prodigy, approaching an irrepressible natural phenomenon that could no longer be contained.

"This…!" Revona uttered quietly, real astonishment piercing her poise for the first time as she sensed the alarming burst of energy exploding from Max without notice. Since entering the arena, her steadiness faltered at last, for the force bearing down on her was something that demanded full attention, not casual dismissal.

She wasn't alone in her reaction. All the elite attendees perceived the abrupt shift as vividly as a tempest crashing into the arena. The atmosphere grew denser, and Max's dominating presence made even veteran masters tighten up on reflex.

"This is… Seven Divine Veins," Matthew Grimes whispered in astonishment, staring at Max like he was beholding an impossibility. "How can this be? For a mortal to pull this off is beyond belief. In the Divine Realm, most humans can't even unlock one of the Seven Divine Veins. What allowed this young one to succeed?"

He knew of just a handful of humans who had unlocked a divine vein from the Seven Divine Veins, but those came from top-tier powers in the Divine Realm. He couldn't grasp how Max, originating from the mortal world, had unlocked a divine vein of the Seven Divine Veins.

Garry Heron, leader of the Heron Family, mirrored that amazement, his tone blending reverence and incredulity. "It's inconceivable. The Seven Divine Veins are almost legendary in the Divine Realm. The cultivation route linked to them is so remote and elusive that it's slipped from most memories. The authentic way of body cultivation has become mere folklore. How has this youth tread that road?"

As he talked, a fierce envy ignited inside him. Before, he'd only sensed a light disappointment over the Heron Family's failure to bring Max in, but now that feeling escalated into a raging inferno. It burned like hot magma in his heart as he glanced at Matthew, truly grasping the beast the Grimes Family had claimed.

The remaining family leaders of the Black Dragon Clan felt equally rattled. They were all aware of the Seven Divine Veins, as it symbolized the true and supreme route of body cultivation, but awakening even one was deemed almost unattainable in the Divine Realm.

Seeing a mortal who had risen just three months prior stand with a completely awakened Divine Vein hit them profoundly.