Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1443 Legendary 12th Layer!

"Will Zain or Isabella manage to pass the twelfth layer?" a profound voice inquired abruptly, shattering the heavy quiet that enveloped the observation area. Victor Veron, leader of the Veron Family, was the speaker. His piercing gaze remained locked on the immense display of the Path to Eternal Flames, where Zain and Isabella pressed onward in the higher levels.

That query prompted various elders to share looks with one another.

"Pass the twelfth layer?" Henry Lumin, chief of the Lumin Family, dismissed the idea right away, his voice resolute and absolute. "That's simply not feasible. Although I hope Isabella exceeds the twelfth layer point, everyone understands it's unattainable."

His face held gravity. No ridicule tainted his words, just an acknowledgment of enduring boundaries.

Matthew Grimes gave a gradual nod of concurrence. "The Saintess from long ago, who commanded the Imperial Bloodline completely, couldn't surpass the twelfth layer," he stated calmly. "How might a trainee saintess achieve what her forerunner couldn't? Regarding Zain, regardless of his excellence, his capabilities fall short of a fully activated Saintess."

He halted for a moment prior to proceeding, his eyes fixed steadily on the displays. "Based on observations across endless years, the eleventh layer stands as the ultimate barrier for the finest disciples. I doubt they can approach the twelfth layer, much less overcome it. A Rebirth Realm cultivator just can't breach that twelfth layer barrier. This truth has endured unaltered since our forebear established the Path to Eternal Flames."

His statement held authority, and no head among the Seven Families challenged it.

Across ages, this test had occurred many times. It had seen the emergence of remarkable abilities, freakish prodigies, and once-every-era marvels. Still, the outcome stayed constant. No Rebirth Realm outer disciple had ever surmounted the twelfth layer obstacle. Zero had done so.

The famed Saintess of legend, who wielded flawless mastery of the Imperial Bloodline, had arrived at the twelfth layer but retreated in defeat. Her bloodline flared vividly, her power immense, but the path refused to give way.

Top achievements in records always fell inside the tenth layer. Occasionally, when mighty prodigies arose, one could enter the eleventh layer, stunning the clan and carving their legacy into history.

A handful of exceptional souls had ventured into the twelfth layer proper, but crossing past it eluded them all. Each of those figures eventually rose to ancestor status, entities whose titles inspired awe across the expansive Divine Realm.

The twelfth layer held such significance.

It wasn't just one more phase in the journey. It formed a limit. It marked a separation between a prodigy and an entity beyond common labels. Entering it already marked otherworldly aptitude. Surpassing it would shatter a rule unbroken since the trial's inception.

Within the display projections, Zain pushed deeper into the tenth layer, his presence flaring intensely. Isabella's form glowed in the ninth layer, her Imperial Bloodline emanating firm dominance.

The family leaders observed with grave countenances.

Surpassing the twelfth layer went beyond mere aptitude.

It involved reshaping the annals of time.

"Perhaps Zain will pioneer it," Garry Heron declared then, a assured grin lighting his features as he clasped his hands at his back and eyed the projection of Zain's form igniting in the elevated layers.

His tone stayed relaxed, but it brimmed with clear certainty.

As soon as he uttered those words, multiple elders and fellow family heads swiveled to face him. Their faces showed a mix of astonishment and mild mirth, though not one displayed any sign of endorsement. The air altered slightly, like they all anticipated his remark eventually.

Garry Heron, chief of the Heron Family, gained notoriety among the Seven Families for a single notable quality. He championed his lineage's disciples with near-fanatical zeal. To him, the Heron Family's gifts always outshone others.

Even amid contrary proof, he'd contrive to boost his clan's prestige by undermining rivals' heirs. Due to this persistent pattern, other family leaders seldom heeded his claims about Heron disciples.

Moreover, Garry earned fame for his stubborn nature. Once he set his sights on a goal, he chased it relentlessly, at times escalating tensions to awkward heights.

That determination had garnered numerous gains for the Heron Family through the years, but it also frayed ties with fellow houses. His aggressive tactics had sparked discord in the Seven Families' union more than once.

"Garry, try voicing something plausible," Lilith Carol, head of the Carol Family, commented with a soft chuckle, her eyes sparkling with evident humor. Her words lacked aggression, but they held a subtle mocking tint. "You realize the weight of the twelfth layer."

Several nearby elders let out quiet laughs, their attention drifting back to the huge hovering screens tracking the disciples' advancement.

Garry huffed lightly, evidently unmoved by their doubt. "Hmph. Time will tell."

He refrained from debating more. Rather, he locked his stare on Zain's image, as if urging him ahead by willpower only. Doubt vanished from his look.

The remaining family heads traded faint grins before refocusing on the ordeal. To them, Garry's assertion was yet another display of his typical arrogance.

Nevertheless, beneath their apparent disregard, a subtle spark of expectation hid in their eyes.

In the end, should anyone actually surpass the twelfth layer, the equilibrium of the Seven Families would shift irrevocably.