Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1394 Forcing Through Brute Force!

Clan Head Raven let out a furious howl, her eyes bulging in utter disbelief as she fixed her stare on Max. "How could this mere mortal youth unlock a vein from the Seven Divine Veins?" she demanded. "The energy pouring out from him at this moment is nothing less than unadulterated physical divine force, attainable solely via the Seven Divine Veins. Unlocking even one grants that degree of pure divine potency inside the body. How on earth did this mortal youth pull off such a feat?"

With every passing glance at Max, Clan Head Raven grew increasingly disturbed. Commanding three concepts at the fifth level already marked him as a freakish prodigy, and now this Divine Vein revelation piled on top. She fumbled for a term that could capture his being, since standard ones fell woefully short anymore.

Simultaneously, a wave of relief washed over her. It was a good thing she'd pushed to include Revona in this showdown, for without her, the Dark Phoenix Clan and Heavenly Kirin Clan would've been crushed in both rounds, no doubt about it.

Revona's continued presence in the arena gave Clan Head Raven a glimmer of optimism. Or so she kept repeating to herself in fervent hope.

Compared to the rest, Clan Head Jeremy from the Heavenly Kirin Clan stayed remarkably composed. Sure, astonishment flashed across his eyes at the emergence of the Seven Divine Veins, but he took it in stride more easily than others.

Remembering how Max had been selected by the Sword Sovereign's blade, the unbelievable now struck him as almost expected, like yet another sign that Max operated beyond all logic.

Revona whispered under her breath, "Seven Divine Veins?" Her tone carried a deep weight as she gazed at Max, his form brimming with a crushing physical divine aura that thickened the surrounding air into something dense and stifling.

"You know about this?" Max inquired, locking eyes with her while sensing the vitality racing through his every muscle.

Revona gave a grave nod. "I've learned that just a few humans in the Divine Realm have ever pulled this off. Even those mostly did so by luck or outside aid. The real way to awaken the Seven Divine Veins is supposedly known only to the Primordials. How exactly did you manage it?"

"I'll share that if you manage to beat me," Max shot back, flashing a broad smile as assurance beamed from him with those words.

Right after he spoke, his silhouette disappeared from its spot. For a split second, space appeared to squeeze together, then Max materialized right before Revona, his speed leaving zero afterimage.

Without a second's pause, he drove his fist ahead, the air cracking under the immense pressure of his might as it cut forward.

Revona's instincts kicked in, her hand shooting out to parry just like in endless prior clashes. But the second her palm connected with Max's knuckles, her face twisted. Max sensed it plainly: his strike shattered a subtle but unbreakable barrier of unseen energy that had always nullified his force until now, shredding it with brute might before slamming true into her hand.

A booming blast reverberated across the entire arena.

An enormous blast wave burst forth, rattling the whole field and churning fierce waves in the atmosphere. This time, a body flew backward.

Revona got flung away, her boots gouging deep trails in the arena's surface as she fought for balance. She halted mere inches from slamming into the massive barrier wall, the jolt making the earth quiver underfoot.

Did he pierce my power with nothing but raw force? Revona wondered, stunned, her pulse racing for the first time in the ring. Up to now, her ability had proven flawless. Regardless of an enemy's might, their strikes vanished before ever truly touching her.

She'd long heard of the Seven Divine Veins' dreadfulness, described as a lost and unattainable route, but this marked her initial direct encounter with their force.

It hit her fully then, the reality of awakening a single vein from the Seven Divine Veins, and just how devastating the primal physical power it unleashed could prove.

The moment Revona balanced herself and planted her feet firm, Max's form blinked into view ahead of her anew, his arrival so abrupt it was like the void had bent to drop him there.

His punch was already flying, loaded with the unchained fury of the Vein of Origin as it barreled toward her relentlessly.

The danger registered instantly, turning Revona's features grave. No longer did she opt for a lax block. With steady focus, she lifted her hand, a mild azure glow emerging from it—subtle but deep, hinting at layers well past basic shields.

As Max's fist met her palm, the sensation hit him right away. Another barrier of energy sprang up between them, clashing with his blow just short of contact, but this one didn't just dispel his power. Rather, it pushed back, solidified, and then burst apart.

A roaring clash thundered across the arena, shoving both combatants rearward. Max skidded back a few paces before steadying, his soles scraping the floor, whereas Revona soared much farther, her frame smashing into the arena's boundary wall with a solid thud.

"She pushed me back?" Max mumbled upon halting, his forehead creasing in thought. "Wait, that wasn't mere pushback. It was like a blast wave detonated straight from her hand to repel me. Her techniques are seriously odd."

His mind hadn't fully cleared when Revona peeled from the wall and strode back to the center, positioning herself across from Max again, as if the hit had hardly fazed her. Her stare remained firm, though a shift hung in her aura now—a faint gravity that charged the nearby air with strain.

"You're the first to make me treat a bout with full gravity," she stated gravely. "Which means, starting now, I'll pull no punches."

A grin tugged at Max's mouth, excitement flaring in his gaze instead of dread. "Wouldn't want it otherwise."

Revona's eyes sharpened, and the next heartbeat saw dark flames erupting from her. They didn't flare wildly but coalesced neatly around her, weaving into a shadowy mantle of blaze that clung close to her shape.

A pair of enormous ebony phoenix wings spread from her shoulders, their fire undulating with fearsome vigor, and the aura she emitted spiked sharply, signaling beyond doubt that the real fight was kicking off at last.