Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1442 Mysterious Chaos Tree!

"It's not just a holder for collecting all these concepts into a single form," Max muttered to himself, his eyes growing distant while the surrounding flames surged even fiercer, battering his body like a furious tempest. "There's more to it than that."

Once again, he shut his eyes and concentrated on the massive tree standing tall in his inner realm. The leaves of golden fire kept shining with intense light as threads of fiery power flowed into them. Every leaf throbbed softly, almost as though it were alive and inhaling. The branch looked even more lively now, its channels aglow with liquid brightness.

Max thought hard, not wanting to jump to any hasty judgments. He went over all the encounters he'd ever shared with the Chaos Tree.

Just a single idea emerged sharply from the recesses of his mind.

"A genuine law," he breathed out quietly.

Concepts served only as the starting point. They acted as pieces, partial grasps of something much vaster. A concept offered a mere peek at the truth. But a law represented the full, organized truth. Laws ruled over being. Laws molded the world. Laws held a power that concepts merely echoed.

Max realized the Chaos Tree could contain concepts shaped as leaves. Each one stood for a piece of insight. Yet what if one such concept achieved full maturity and turned into an actual law? Would that leaf change form? Would the branch itself transform? Would the whole tree rise to a new level?

The bright golden light from the fire leaves didn't seem like mere enhancement. It resembled readiness.

"This shift could be heading straight toward that," Max uttered deliberately, his pulse quickening a touch.

The Path to Eternal Flames wasn't some basic testing area. It brimmed with refined fragments of pure flame law, honed across endless ages. The power in this place wasn't raw blaze. It bore weight. It had order. It hinted at wholeness.

With the Chaos Tree responding so intensely to this setting, Max saw this as a chance he might never find again anywhere else. Should the tree truly serve as a link from concepts to laws, then here his Flame Concept could push past its present boundary.

His eyes snapped open, fixing on the boundless blaze spanning the sixth layer. The weight around him no longer seemed like a hurdle. It resembled a smithy.

"If the Chaos Tree acts as a container designed to foster concepts until they grow into laws," he whispered with steady resolve, "then I won't let this opportunity slip away."

Rather than fighting back against the crushing flame laws encircling him, Max slowly dropped his barriers, letting the nearby energy seep further into his frame.

Simultaneously, he directed the Chaos Tree to pull in the golden threads at an increased speed. The fire leaves blazed more intensely with each inhale, their light turning from soft gleam to a keener, denser shine.

Amid the thundering ocean of blaze, Max remained still like an isolated spire, but deep within, an age-old force stirred to life.

Should his theory prove right, the Chaos Tree wasn't merely an item for storage.

It served as a birthplace for laws.

"This feels right," Max murmured gently, a subtle grin forming on his lips as clear insight filled his thoughts. The crushing fires of the sixth layer stopped seeming like a wall to hold him down. They turned into sustenance.

With that realization rooted deeply in his core, he began moving ahead once more through the wild blaze. Now, his steps lacked any haste. Knowing the power here could help advance the Chaos Tree, he saw no need to charge blindly into the seventh layer.

The fires howled savagely as he pressed on, each stride bringing him nearer to the heart of the sixth layer. The force grew stronger per distance covered, squeezing the area near him and heightening the flame laws filling the atmosphere. His robes whipped in the fierce waves of warmth, but his face stayed serene.

Five thousand eight hundred miles.

Five thousand eight hundred and fifty miles.

Five thousand nine hundred miles.

Upon arriving at the extreme edge of the sixth layer, five thousand nine hundred miles in, Max came to a halt. The flames nearby had thickened to warp sight, and the flame laws present were much cleaner than in any other spot of the layer. Choosing not to go beyond, he eased down onto the earth and settled into a cross-legged pose right in the scorching tide of fire.

"I'll grasp the flame laws for the Cosmic Path and absorb the powers here to feed the Chaos Tree," Max decided inwardly as he shut his eyes and slipped into deep meditation.

His breaths evened out. The outer world slipped from his awareness while his mind split into two dedicated flows. One dove into probing the flame laws flowing through the sixth layer, breaking down their makeup and following their flows.

The remaining portion steered the Chaos Tree to take in the golden threads more effectively, purifying and directing them toward the radiant fire leaves.

Beyond the Path to Eternal Flames, the events playing out on the huge display screens stirred clear bewilderment among the watchers.

As they watched Max arrive at the core of the sixth layer and then settle calmly into meditation, numerous elders furrowed their brows.

They hadn't anticipated him hitting his boundary this quickly.

Within the Path to Eternal Flames, practitioners typically only paused to sit when forward progress became impossible. Such meditation aimed to help them adjust to the strain and try to surpass their thresholds. Sitting indicated effort, not assurance.

Due to this widespread view, almost all believed Max had met his peak.

A soft derisive sound came from the observation area of the Twenty Third Hall.

"Humph. I actually thought this Max could match up to Isabella and Zain," Seraphina remarked with a mocking chuckle, her stare locked on the display of Max positioned in the sixth layer. "Looks like I judged him too highly."

A few elders from the Twenty Third Hall laughed in agreement, their prior strain melting into arrogant pleasure.

One elder sighed and commented, "Halting in the sixth layer shows merit for his cultivation stage, yet it pales against real prodigies."

Seraphina glanced over at Lady Virelia, her mouth twisting into a broad grin loaded with challenge. "Got your wager loss ready?"

Lady Virelia's face stayed unchanged. She held her graceful, poised stance while observing the display in silence. After a short delay, she answered calmly, "Let's discuss it once the trial concludes."

Seraphina huffed lightly. "Humph. Fine then."

She directed her focus back to the main screen featuring Isabella's image. Right now, Isabella had ventured into the ninth layer. Her form was encircled by searing white fires, but her pace stayed fluid and assured.

On a different screen, Zain positioned himself way out front. He'd breached the tenth layer, his presence flaring like an ascending star as he moved forward steadily against immense force.

Trailing far after both, at the tail end of the sixth layer, Max remained seated cross-legged in utter quiet, appearing greatly outpaced.

For those watching, the gap in layers said it all.

Yet for Max, the real shift was only starting.