Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1397 Another Inheritance for Lightning!
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Upon returning to his chamber, Max discovered his mind wouldn't quiet down. Tian's remarks regarding his class replayed endlessly in his thoughts, blending with visions of Revona and her Void Origin Eyes. The burden of those disclosures hung heavy, igniting a blend of anxiety and eagerness within his core.
"No point dwelling on it at this moment," Max murmured with a gentle sigh while lowering himself onto the bed, compelling his attention toward pressing concerns. His eyes narrowed sharply as his mind cleared. "The real necessity for me lies in suitable inheritance methods for my flames and ice."
Having grasped that the inheritance techniques acquired in Obsidian Dragon City proved mostly useless within the Divine Realm, the pressing need for more potent and fitting methods grew undeniable. Those techniques from the mortal realm had fulfilled their role, yet persisting with them would merely hinder his progress.
Decision reached, Max shut his eyes and stepped into the Dimension of Flames. The realm welcomed him as before—immense and hushed, centered around a massive pillar that held the various wisps of flames under his command.
Every flame exuded a unique presence, but each seemed incomplete, like shards yearning to evolve into something superior.
"I must unlock this dimension's Inheritance Chamber somehow," Max grumbled, his brow creasing deeply. He had already gained access to the Inheritance Chamber in the Dimension of Lightning, thanks to the seven bolts of divine punishment lightning he once withstood and sealed within.
Regrettably, the requirements to open the Inheritance Chamber in the Dimension of Flames eluded him entirely, much less those for the Dimension of Time.
Far too many mysteries persisted. Max had long ago elevated his grasp of ice to the fifth level, and by rights, a Dimension of Ice ought to have emerged ages ago. Still, it stayed locked away, beyond his reach despite every effort to detect it.
As Tian explained, the core issue boiled down to something straightforward yet aggravating: his power level fell short. Only upon attaining the Rebirth Realm would these latent elements fully stir and redefine his journey.
Releasing yet another soft sigh, Max departed the Dimension of Flames and shifted to the Dimension of Lightning. Instantly upon entry, the accustomed pressure enveloped him. He moved without delay toward the Inheritance Chamber, reentering the realm of suspended islands.
This space had yielded the Storm King's Inheritance previously. At that time, just one island lay within reach—the nearest to where he stood.
But the landscape had transformed utterly now. Countless islands drifted across the expansive heavens, each pulsing with its own lightning essence, each symbolizing a unique inheritance ready for seizure.
Max paused briefly, his gaze scanning the multitude of islands as he evaluated them thoroughly. Moments later, his sight fixed on the remotest island, scarcely discernible amid the storm-charged skies.
A firm conviction took root in his chest. Following the principles of this domain, the legacy on that far-off island promised to be the mightiest lightning inheritance accessible to him from all the revealed ones.
Though the Storm King's Inheritance had demonstrated its value, Max recognized it couldn't represent the ultimate solution. He sought a more commanding force, a genuine ace up his sleeve.
From the instant he claimed the Sword Sovereign's blade, he realized clashes like today's encounter would multiply and intensify in peril.
To endure the trials ahead in the Divine Realm, depending on one sole foundation wouldn't suffice. He required an inheritance capable of concluding fights swiftly, one that could crush even the supposedly invincible.
That resolve solidified, Max ascended and bridged the enormous gap to the distant hovering island. Gentle thunder rumbled nearby as he landed upon it, vanishing into the depths of the inheritance realm.
Three days passed before Max stepped out of the Dimension of Lightning, a broad grin lighting his features, his gaze alight with restrained thrill.
"Hehe, excellent," Max chuckled to himself, his grin widening further. "Armed with this inheritance method, taking down Revona in one strike might just be feasible."
Brimming with eagerness, Max prepared to proceed to the training area to trial the fresh inheritance method using his actual form when a knock echoed at his door.
"Enter," Max called out.
The door swung open, admitting Carl.
"Hall Master Virelia summons you," Carl announced with deference.
A wide smile bloomed on Max's face. "Very well, let's go," he responded promptly. He already suspected the reason: the supplies pledged by the Dark Phoenix Clan and the Heavenly Kirin Clan must have finally arrived.
Tailing Carl along the corridors, Max quickly reached Lady Virelia's office. Carl waited outside while Max entered solo.
"Take a seat," Lady Virelia instructed evenly, indicating the cushion before her. She occupied her own cushion, her bearing poised and regal.
Max skipped pleasantries and settled right away.
"Take this," Lady Virelia stated, flinging a storage ring his way. "It holds sufficient resources to propel your cultivation to the Rebirth Realm's pinnacle."
Max snatched the ring and probed it with a wisp of his awareness. The contents lit up his eyes at once. Inside brimmed with scarce herbs, superior pills, valuable minerals, and cultivation aids that would envy even core disciples.
A sly, avaricious smirk formed as he pulled back his sense and secured the ring safely.
It matched precisely what he craved.
"A couple of matters require discussion," Lady Virelia began, her face growing grave as the room's mood grew heavier. "These involve your destiny and your route through the Black Dragon Palace." She halted shortly, then pinned Max with her stare. "Yet first, one question presses: what truly transpired in your clash with Revona? The instant you unsheathed your sword, your whole aura shifted. You seemed like a completely altered being."
Her eyebrows knit faintly, worry flickering in her expression. "Such a drastic shift in aura and bearing typically arises only from practicing specific taboo or malevolent techniques. Be forthright, Max. Are you employing any evil techniques?"