Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1413 Three True Disciples Spots!

As soon as the five silhouettes materialized overhead, the bustling chatter that had echoed through the central area suddenly ceased, as though a switch had been thrown. An oppressive hush descended over the vast assembly, with tens of thousands of disciples automatically catching their breaths while their eyes snapped upward.

"Elders... they are the elders!"

"All five of them are here!"

"Look, Elder Virelia is among them!"

Murmurs erupted in subdued whispers, brimming with reverence and astonishment, only to fade swiftly beneath the imposing aura of the five presences. These individuals were the five elders of the Thirty Third Hall, figures who towered far beyond typical disciples.

Max's eyes paused momentarily on Elder Virelia, positioned serenely within the cluster, her face as steady as always. Next to her stood another female elder, while the other three were male elders, each exuding a commanding power that dwarfed even peak Rebirth Realm disciples.

One elder advanced a step, positioning himself just ahead of the rest as his words rang out distinctly over the whole hub.

"Those of you who do not know me," he declared evenly, though with a gravity that bore down on all who heard, "I am the First Elder of the Thirty Third Hall, Roger. You may address me as Elder Roger."

A stir swept through the assembly.

"First Elder..."

"That is Elder Roger himself..."

"We rarely see him and now he is here today."

Elder Roger pressed on without interruption, his eyes scanning the multitude of disciples beneath him. "Today marks the start of the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial. This stands as one of the most magnificent events in the Black Dragon Palace."

The disciples straightened up instinctively, their pulses quickening.

"This time," Elder Roger announced, his tone firm, "the trial outcomes have yielded impressive results. From the core disciples' tests, five standout performers were chosen and elevated to true disciples. From the inner disciples, three additional ones gained that distinction."

A surge of astonishment washed over the crowd.

"Five from the core disciples?"

"Three from the inner disciples too?"

"True disciples... already?"

Before the revelation could fully settle, Elder Roger's following statement hit like a bolt from the blue.

"And now," he continued, his voice gaining a touch more gravity, "the outer disciples also claim three positions for true disciples. If your showing proves extraordinary, you could secure one of those three."

For an instant, the entire hub plunged into dazed quiet.

Then it burst into uproar.

"What?! Outer disciples can become true disciples?"

"Three spots... for us?"

"Am I hearing this right?"

"This has never happened before!"

The disbelief was staggering, yet it soon gave way to roaring enthusiasm. Ascending to core disciple status was the wild ambition of almost every follower in the Black Dragon Palace, a role brimming with prestige and admiration that countless yearned for.

But true disciples rose even loftier. They formed the genuine backbone of the palace, the champions who bore the banner of the Black Dragon Palace and the Black Dragon Clan into battles throughout the Divine Realm.

And now, outer disciples received an opening.

A genuine opportunity.

"How can anyone stay calm after hearing this?"

"If I become a true disciple..."

"My entire future would change!"

Gazes ignited with drive, hands balled into fists without thought, and pulses thundered as Elder Roger's declaration truly registered. Thrill and resolve raced like flames across the ocean of disciples, every one grasping that this Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial transcended mere prizes.

It offered a shot at reshaping their fate.

"However, those three spots for true disciples cover the whole of the Thirty Six Halls," Elder Roger stated evenly, a subtle grin lingering on his features as his declaration resounded through the expansive central hub.

For one fleeting moment, everything appeared to halt.

Then pandemonium broke loose.

"What?! The three spots are shared among all thirty six halls? This is over. It is completely over for me!"

"I thought I at least had a chance in the Thirty Third Hall, but if all the halls are included then my strength is nothing special anymore. Compared to them, I am just average."

"Damn it... I was already imagining myself stepping into the ranks of true disciples."

Still, amid the dejection, a handful of steadier voices emerged, laced with grudging understanding instead of fury.

"Think about it carefully. This is the position of true disciple we are talking about. How could it possibly be that easy to obtain?"

"If each hall had three spots, that would mean one hundred and eight true disciples in total. That number is absurd. The Black Dragon Palace has existed for countless years and even now the total number of true disciples has never crossed a hundred."

"Exactly. True disciples are supposed to be rare. They are the pride of the palace. This arrangement actually makes sense."

Nevertheless, the jolt from Elder Roger's reveal had already burrowed into the souls of the assembled disciples. Numerous who had blazed with zeal mere moments earlier now watched their optimism quenched by harsh truth. In their individual halls, they might rank as prodigies or elite prospects, but stacked against the pooled stars of all thirty six halls, such assurance shattered swiftly.

Rivalry among the halls proved ferocious. A follower ranking high in one hall might drop to mediocrity against the prodigies nurtured elsewhere. This truth pressed down on the throng, morphing eagerness into unease and expectation into strain.

Near Max, the mood altered palpably. Carl's grin dimmed a bit, while Laura grew quiet, her forehead creasing as she weighed the consequences. Everywhere around, disciples gripped their hands tight or fixed their stares forward in strained hush, all compelled to face the identical notion.

Only three.

From all thirty six halls.

The Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial had shifted from a prospect into an arena where solely the supreme would endure.

"But this is not the end of the rewards," Elder Roger remarked with a serene smile, his words pulling every gaze back to him once more. "In fact, the chance to join the three true disciples represents merely the pinnacle among various prizes."

The weighty mood blanketing the assembly trembled faintly as his statement registered. Plenty of disciples, sunk into gloom just before, raised their faces anew, their looks holding wary intrigue.

"There are still numerous rewards awaiting all of you," Elder Roger went on reliably. "As long as your showing in the trial shines brightly, you will depart with gains. Cultivation resources, inheritance techniques, rare treasures, and chances otherwise out of reach will be granted according to achievement."

A soft buzz rippled through the throng again, stripped of hopelessness but charged with fresh engagement.

"So even if we cannot become true disciples..."

"We can still gain powerful inheritances and resources."

"That alone could change our future."

Elder Roger's eyes roamed over the disciple masses, his demeanor poised yet infused with undeniable command. "The Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial serves to gauge not just your power, but your promise, your endurance, and your knack for rising above myriad rivals. Those who excel will endure in memory, even without seizing the top prize."

At these words, countless disciples sensed their resolve firm up again. Though the three true disciple slots loomed as a near-impossible summit, the vow of meaningful gains rekindled their battle fervor. For the majority, a lone exceptional inheritance or a stock of elite resources might boost their cultivation and redirect their journeys.

The gloom that had loomed over the crowd gradually morphed into grit. The trial extended beyond vying for true disciple status. It had evolved into a platform to affirm their value, to grasp whatever possible, and to forge their route inside the Black Dragon Palace.

And with Elder Roger's declaration still echoing, the eagerness for the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial flared more intensely than before.