Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1453 Into the 11th Layer!

With every gaze locked intently on him, Max at last began to shift.

Initially, it appeared that nothing differed, as if he lingered still under the overwhelming burden of the tenth layer. Then, his foot edged ahead. Such a basic motion, but beneath that horrifying force, it was like hauling a whole mountain along.

The last hundred miles in the tenth layer weren't long in span, yet in that spot where the pressure reached its utmost, space warped and grew burdensome. The atmosphere weighed on his shoulders. The earth pushed back against his strides. Even the energy flow within his meridians crawled slowly, as if unwilling to heed his command.

Every step came with purpose. Every inhale was controlled. The sinews in his legs quivered beneath the unseen power aiming to flatten him and crush him into the soil. Veins bulged on his arms and neck while he withstood the pulverizing force that had compelled innumerable disciples to drop to their knees well before this stage.

The route forward gleamed subtly amid the pressure's warp, like it challenged him to push even one more inch.

Beyond the trial area, quiet enveloped the assembled onlookers.

"He is still moving."

A voice murmured those words, yet they echoed through the whole viewing chamber.

Across the huge displays, Max's form looked tiny amid the domineering vibe of the tenth layer's innermost zone, but he refused to pull back. He avoided stumbling in reverse.

He pressed on with firm determination. His garments rippled lightly in the fierce streams of squeezed energy, and with every handful of steps, his frame lowered a bit as if the force had ramped up again. Still, he never fully buckled his knees. He never let himself drop down.

"That is the deepest part of the tenth layer."

"No one at his cultivation should even be able to stand there."

The elders who had boasted with assurance earlier now watched without a blink. Disciples of the seven mighty families sensed their throats parching as they weighed his cultivation against theirs. Max sat merely at the first level of the Rebirth Realm, but he had outdone disciples at much loftier levels. The gap made no sense.

Within the layer, the closing distance started to exact its price.

Max sensed his bones groan softly under the vast squeeze. His blood raced wildly through his veins like it fought against being shoved rearward. His breaths turned deeper, though his eyes stayed serene.

He avoided glancing forward in despair. He skipped clenching his teeth in alarm. Rather, he progressed with one careful step after another, like ascending an unseen ladder etched in the heavens.

The remaining fifty miles dragged on gradually, torturously. For the watchers, it seemed time had elongated. For Max, every mile turned into a clash of stamina and determination.

The force grew denser as he neared the divide between the tenth and eleventh layers, creating an unseen barrier that repelled anyone short on power.

Max placed another foot and kept advancing. Before long, he covered ten more miles.

Nine thousand nine hundred and sixty miles.

The blazes thundered like an enraged sea, slamming into him from all sides. His pace had slowed now. Excruciatingly slow. Each stride seemed to require vast effort. His aura wavered beneath the smashing load, but it held firm.

Inside, the odd sprout on the flame limb of the Chaos Tree kept throbbing evenly, absorbing the thick golden energy filling this summit area. While the force hammered his form, the chaotic flame laws appeared unable to fully restrain him.

Nine thousand nine hundred and eighty miles.

The observation deck plunged into total hush.

Victor Veron bent ahead without thinking. "Twenty miles remain."

Lilith Carol's eyes expanded slightly. "If he crosses this…"

Matthew Grimes' typically steady features had turned grave. "He is pushing against the very peak of the tenth layer."

Max drew in a deep breath. The fires in front clustered densely, shaping what looked like a last obstacle. The atmosphere twisted wildly as the edge to the eleventh layer gleamed softly before him.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety miles.

The force hit its height.

A few disciples drew sharp breaths as the image wavered fiercely from the raw fury of the fires encircling him.

"He cannot possibly take another step," a voice whispered.

Max raised his foot again.

The action was purposeful.

The chaotic flame laws roared, trying to force him backward. The soil split softly under the burden.

And then he moved ahead.

The hidden divide quivered.

For an instant, all seemed suspended.

Then the image blazed intensely as Max traversed the last mile and entered the eleventh layer.

Zain had breached the eleventh layer via raw power and unbreakable spirit. Max had trailed, forcing through the end of the tenth layer amid choking force.

Isabella's complexion drained as she gazed up, struggling to grasp what she'd just seen.

Seraphina's look stiffened.

Garry Heron's gaze grew even murkier.

Matthew Grimes let out a gradual exhale.

Even Zain struggled to accept that another disciple had made it to the 11th layer besides him. Only he understood the hardship of piercing the tenth layer's core, and yet this other prodigy had attained the 11th layer ahead of him.

Max now lingered inside the eleventh layer, encircled by infernos far more dreadful than those beneath.

The trial had shifted to a fresh domain.

And nobody there had foreseen this result.

For a few pulses after Max stepped into the eleventh layer, the whole viewing area stayed locked in shocked quiet. The display overhead pulsed with the savage glow of the eleventh layer, and amid that torrent of overpowering fires stood Max's silhouette.

Then the quiet broke.

"He entered the eleventh layer at the 1st level of Rebirth Realm. He is a monster, a complete monster."

"I now finally understood why only he was the one chosen by the sword of the Sword Sovereign. Only genius like him could be worthy enough to use the sword of the Sword Sovereign."

"To think there will be another genius who could rival Zain and enter the 11th layer. This is marvelous!"

Voices mingled as elders gaped at the screens above. Most had thought Zain alone would climb to such heights in this trial. That notion had felt beyond doubt. Now, it lay shattered right before them.