Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1472 Elder Joe of Violet Star Palace!

With a sleek mechanical whisper, the entrance to the star shuttle glided apart, permitting three silhouettes to step forth onto the terrain of Cyrus, alighting only a brief span from the location of the trial.

Emerging first was a youth whose countenance bore an overt air of superiority, as if gracing this world with his presence was a tiresome obligation far below his dignity.

Following him came a man in his middle years, exuding a stately and serene presence that draped over the area like an embodiment of commanding influence.

Bringing up the rear was an elderly figure with flowing silver locks, his weathered visage holding the profound wisdom of one who had witnessed eras beyond ordinary comprehension.

The seven clan leaders had scarcely begun to process the arrival of these three when realization dawned in their expressions, their stares fastening upon the middle-aged man with a blend of astonishment and caution they couldn't entirely mask.

"It's you, Elder Joe from the Violet Star Palace." Mathew Grimes voiced the words first, his tone steady yet laced with a subtle sharpness under its composed facade. "What brings you to our holy world of Cyrus?"

The remaining clan leaders lingered in quiet solidarity with the inquiry, their eyes steady and anticipatory, eager for a clarification that might explain such an abrupt intrusion into a realm they revered deeply.

Rather than replying directly, Joe offered a wide, relaxed grin, allowing his eyes to wander leisurely across the clan leaders with the casual poise of someone utterly at ease in any circumstance. "I notice you're all faring nicely," he remarked, his voice infused with a geniality that rang more as theater than true feeling, the sort of courtesy from a person aware of their dominant position wherever they appeared.

Such assurance had solid grounding. In the Violet Star Palace's framework, Joe held the status of a standard elder, a role that garnered no standout honor amid the legion of formidable personalities populating that mighty entity.

Yet, the instant he ventured outside the Violet Star Palace's territories and confronted groups like the Black Dragon Clan, that routine position swelled into a far more formidable stature.

Across the Divine Realm, the Black Dragon Clan earned its place as one of the feeblest third-rate powers, a label that situated them in a realm wholly apart from the organization Joe represented.

Within the Divine Realm's power ladder, the divide between them yawned so vast that a mere elder from the Violet Star Palace equated to the top authorities of outfits at the Black Dragon Clan's caliber.

This truth infused Joe's demeanor, molding the subtle arrogance he displayed as he faced the seven clan leaders with his nonchalant, unperturbed smile.

The disparity between these powers wasn't subjective but a stark, irrefutable truth. The Violet Star Palace ranked among the mightiest third-rate factions throughout the Divine Realm, a rank secured by their unchallenged rule over a full star system, undivided and absolute, owing allegiance to no adjacent powers and dividing authority with none.

In stark opposition, the Black Dragon Clan lacked any such autonomy. They shared the Verdant Sky Star Realm with the Dark Phoenix Clan and the Heavenly Kirin Clan, three entities crammed into the same cosmic region, each too feeble to claim sole mastery.

Adding to that, the four divine clans also exerted influence in the Verdant Sky Star Realm, even more eroding the Black Dragon Clan's position in their own domain.

The Divine Realm's benchmarks for evaluating third-rate forces allowed no vagueness or debate. To qualify as top-tier in that category, a group needed total, unrivaled sway over an entire star realm independently, free from rivals or allies in their rule.

This marked the bare minimum the mighty deemed fit for such acclaim, a bar the Black Dragon Clan had never cleared, while the Violet Star Palace had vaulted past it ages ago.

Exactly this chasm in prestige rendered the scene baffling for the seven clan leaders. A regular elder from one of the Divine Realm's premier third-rate powers already surpassed them through his affiliation alone, and now he appeared on Cyrus unheralded, at their trial ground, accompanied by a youth and a senior.

No one among them could pinpoint a compelling motive for someone from such an elite third-rate force to journey to their testing world, and that void in purpose thickened the tension hanging between the groups with each ticking second.

Holding his poise, Mathew Grimes replied, "Your showing up catches us off guard, Elder Joe. The great trial is in progress right now. Your presence must have some purpose."

Joe's attention swept beyond the gathered clan leaders to fix on the Combat Legion Tower, his gaze sharpening as he examined it with the focused curiosity of one spotting a known object in an odd setting.

He paused there briefly in thoughtful silence, absorbing the tower's form with a look blending familiarity and an elusive deeper sentiment, before uttering his words.

"So this must be the Combat Legion Tower your forebear claimed from our Violet Star Palace."

Its weathered rock, the subtle thrum of ordered energy, the mute dominance it projected—all echoed the tower rooted in the Violet Star Palace's heart. Despite divides of domains and years, the link among the three towers remained beyond dispute.

From his early days, he had known one intimately, guided pupils through its challenges, and observed myriad prodigies ascend or crumble in its tests.

For an instant, a trace of reflection touched his face.

Then, it transformed.