Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1414 Three Main Trials!

Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...

The five elders of the Thirty Third Hall appeared in the air above the central hub, instantly silencing the vast crowd of disciples with their imposing presence. Elder Roger, the First Elder, declared the start of the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial, announcing promotions for five core disciples and three inner disciples to true disciple status, while revealing three coveted spots open to outer disciples across all thirty-six halls. Initial shock and excitement erupted into despair upon learning the spots were shared among the halls, intensifying the brutal competition, though Elder Roger emphasized additional rewards like cultivation resources, inheritances, and treasures for all strong performers, reigniting determination among the assembly.

After his inspiring remarks on the trial's prizes, Elder Roger pressed on with a firm and commanding tone, "Now we shall depart for the trial site."

Right as his speech concluded, a compact item materialized within his grasp. From afar, the disciples struggled to identify it precisely. It appeared plain and modest, easily held in his palm, yet it released a subtle, deep aura that prompted many to catch their breath on instinct. Elder Roger hurled the item skyward without any added words.

Whoosh!

The instant it escaped his fingers, the item surged outward dramatically, reshaping and enlarging itself while airborne. Within moments, it morphed into a gigantic star shuttle that overshadowed the entire sky over the Thirty Third Hall.

Its enormous frame extended boundlessly across the heavens, leaving the disciples below unable to glimpse the sky anymore, their sights fully overtaken by the shuttle's imposing bulk suspended overhead.

Shocked exclamations spread through the assembly as numerous disciples gaped upward in wonder, their pulses racing before the majesty of this mighty relic.

"Do not resist," Elder Roger instructed serenely, his words projecting clearly over the immense area.

No sooner had he spoken than a dazzling ray of light cascaded down from the star shuttle, wrapping around the throng of disciples assembled beneath it. Before reactions could form, the light engulfed them all, and suddenly, their environment twisted. Reality warped as if bending, and one after another, the disciples faded from the central plaza, transported straight into the shuttle's depths.

Soon after, the five elders vanished from their spots and joined the star shuttle. With a deep rumble echoing around, the massive vessel lifted off gradually, then sped off from the Thirty Third Hall, abandoning only vacant skies in its wake.

Within the star shuttle, the atmosphere contrasted sharply with its daunting outer shell. The inside proved remarkably roomy, much vaster than the exterior implied. The disciples stood upon a broad deck, encircled by swirling luminous arrays and detailed etchings on the surrounding surfaces.

Clusters formed swiftly as disciples chatted with one another, their tones buzzing with thrill, intrigue, and uneasy eagerness.

The voyage toward the trial location was underway, carrying with it the destinies of many disciples on the brink of revelation.

Max eyed Carl and Laura before inquiring offhandedly, "How far is the trial site?"

"How far?" Laura echoed, then chuckled as though she'd caught a funny notion. She gave a faint head shake, her gaze carrying a wise glint. "You really are new to all this."

Carl interjected smoothly to clarify, "The trial site isn't even on this world. The planet housing the Black Dragon Palace goes by Admus. The trials occur on a wholly separate world named Cyrus."

Max's curiosity visibly spiked, so Carl went on, his voice gaining a touch of gravity. "I can't say the precise motive for this setup, but rumors hold that Planet Cyrus has served as the Black Dragon Palace's trial ground for millennia. Legend claims a real Black Dragon perished there long ago. Truth or not, it's uncertain. Folks mostly see it as folklore handed down over ages."

Laura dipped her head in assent, her face turning grave as she contributed her insight. "And it's more than just trials. Word is, Cyrus ranks among the tightest-guarded worlds under Black Dragon Clan oversight. Security there outstrips Admus by far, all because it holds vast stores of legacy methods, bloodline essences, and timeless treasures."

She halted for a beat before resuming, her pitch dropping a notch. "From the tales I've caught, Planet Cyrus holds sacred status for the Black Dragon Clan. Common folk never set foot on it, and even disciples rarely visit except for huge occasions like this trial."

While Max absorbed their talk, a swelling excitement built inside him. Hosting the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial on such a world underscored that this was far from a simple ordeal. It stood as a test steeped in legacy, enigmas, and the core pillars of the Black Dragon Clan.

"Do you know what kind of trials we'll face in this Grand Trial?" Max questioned next. He sensed it would be grueling, yet details beyond that remained shrouded for him.

Carl and Laura both nodded together, obviously well-versed in the upcoming challenges.

Carl began, his manner composed and explanatory. "It's no hidden matter. The Thirty Six Halls Grand Trial's format has stayed largely unchanged for ages. Three trials await, each probing a unique facet of a disciple. The opening one is the Trial of Heart. Straightforward yet ruthless in aim, it weeds out those with shaky bases, be it in spirit, bravery, or determination. Plenty of disciples drop out here without grasping the cause."

He stopped short before adding more. "The core trial follows, offering the bulk of prizes for strong showings. Known as the Path to Eternal Flames, it gauges not just power but insight, stamina, and flexibility too. Excelling here unlocks top-tier assets and prospects for a disciple."

Carl's look intensified a bit as he brought up the concluding trial. "The closing one poses the ultimate challenge. Dubbed the Hundred Battles Trial, it drives a disciple to extremes via endless clashes. Scant few truly excel in it, and successes tend to be freaks among elites."

Laura chimed in gently from nearby, her stare intent like she envisioned the ordeals already. "Yet for folks like us, and you most of all, the Path to Eternal Flames matters supreme. True worth hides there."

She regarded Max pointedly and pressed on, "This trial opens doors to the Black Dragon Clan's prime inheritance techniques. Outstanding performance grants entry to arts that regular disciples merely fantasize about. That's the trial's gravity, surpassing even the Hundred Battles Trial in focus."

Through their breakdowns, Max's grasp sharpened. These weren't mere power checks. They formed precise sieves to divide the average from the elite. Chief among them, the Path to Eternal Flames and Hundred Battles Trial emerged as arenas where fates could transform.