Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1488 Full Potential of Seven Colored Lightning!

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Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Max defeated the warrior on the ninetieth floor of the Combat Tower and stepped onto the ninety-first, a historic milestone for the Black Dragon Clan that no disciple had ever surpassed. Outside, the elders and family heads watched with intense anticipation as Joe confidently predicted Max would climb even higher, potentially to the ninety-eighth floor. The guardian of this level materialized as Empress Luna, a regal woman with flowing red hair who expressed surprise at Max's progress and suggested they converse before battling, hinting at her greater awareness compared to lower-floor opponents. Victor explained her formidable reputation, noting that she unleashes only three deadly arrows, none of which their clan had fully survived, while Joe revealed that some in his Violet Star Palace had overcome her, identifying the final ten floors as manifestations of legendary Divine Realm experts.

"You should know that battling me is pointless," the woman declared with a smug grin toward Max. Her tone held a serene assurance, as if the fight's result was already crystal clear to her. "There's no way you can beat me. Not a single disciple from this feeble clan has managed to overcome me."

She cocked her head a bit while keeping her voice casual and at ease.

"So, why not just chat pleasantly instead? Impress me enough, and my true form could show up to enlist you."

"Cut the rubbish!" Max grumbled under his breath.

Right after those words escaped him, lightning burst out from his whole frame.

Dazzling flows of power shot out from his silhouette, encircling him with fierce bolts. This wasn't mere normal electricity. Seven hues gleamed and writhed around his form like alive agents of ruin. Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, and Red lightning crackled through the atmosphere, each emitting a dreadful presence that embodied heavenly retribution.

Such was the Seven Lightnings of Divine Punishment.

It marked the debut of Max employing the seven-hued lightning of divine punishment as the core for Storm King's Divine Punishment.

Theoretically, the Storm King's inheritance was the least potent among the lightning legacies in the chamber of inheritances inside the Dimension of Lightning. Max had grabbed it from the closest isle he could reach back then, which left its might and intricacy much less than those of older legacies buried further in the dimension.

That inheritance's flaw brought along numerous constraints. The clearest limit was its reliance solely on red lightning as the primary force. All skills in it revolved around just that lightning variety, rendering it tough to advance past its initial design.

Still, Max refused to accept such a bound.

Over thousands of years in his Dimension of Time, he kept testing methods to overhaul the Storm King's inheritance at its root. His goal was to swap out the red lightning base for a much stronger alternative. He aimed for the inheritance to function with the Seven Lightnings of Divine Punishment.

But despite countless trials, the inheritance's framework fought back against his changes. The arts wouldn't hold steady when mixed with other lightning kinds, leading to total breakdown every time he attempted modification.

All that shifted once he acquired a top-tier lightning legacy from the chamber of inheritances in the Dimension of Lightning.

The Forbidden Lightning Needle Divine Art.

The deep secrets in that legacy stretched endlessly and were hard to grasp. Its lessons uncovered advanced rules on lightning's essence and how various lightning powers could be purified and remolded. After long periods of diligent research and nonstop training, Max started to comprehend those deep concepts bit by bit.

Gradually, the wisdom from the Forbidden Lightning Needle Divine Art helped him shatter the chains holding back the Storm King's inheritance.

Using that wisdom, he methodically reshaped the base of the Storm King's arts.

The initial red lightning, formerly the heart of the inheritance, was now gone.

Replacing it roared the immensely scarier Seven Lightnings of Divine Punishment.

While the seven-hued lightnings of divine punishment rushed through his frame, Max sensed a strange feeling expand over his whole self. The lightning didn't just encircle him or blast out as in past fights. Rather, it streamed straight into every section of his body, blending with his muscles, bones, and meridians.

Every thread of lightning throbbed like a vital flow that bolstered him internally. The power raced along his veins with fierce liveliness, and once it rooted in, Max felt like his body had fully roused.

This feeling differed totally from his prior handling of the seven-hued lightning. In previous clashes, he'd viewed the lightning as an outside power alone. He'd call it up externally and unleash it as devastating blasts that tore foes to shreds with sheer might.

But he'd never applied the seven-hued lightning to boost his body like this via the Storm King's inheritance. This approach made the lightning the bedrock of his velocity and power, not just an outer tool he wielded.

"This is cool," Max whispered to himself.

Instantly, his shape grew indistinct.

Seven-hued lightning detonated outward, morphing his body into a streak of glowing force. The vivid bolts coiled about his shape as he dashed ahead, sword lifted overhead.

The velocity he showed then outpaced all prior motions. Powered by the seven lightnings of divine punishment, the Storm King's inheritance turned him into a blaze of ruin as he materialized in front of the woman and swung his sword downward at her.

Under the sway of the seven-hued lightning, Max's velocity hit its maximum.

But the woman reacted with greater swiftness.

A sleek, graceful bow popped into her grasp out of nowhere. Her face stayed composed as she raised the tool to block Max's advancing sword with its solid body.

CLANG!

The piercing clash of steel on steel rang out over the whole arena. Flames flew from the clash site as Max's blade met the bow with huge impact.

Their meeting released a mighty blast wave that rushed over the field. The floor under them split open from the savage force, shoving them both back. Their boots skidded over the rock as they regained balance against the intense pushback.

"You are very strong," the woman remarked while firming her position. Her stare stayed locked on Max, evident astonishment showing on her features. She hadn't foreseen this youth having such burst of power.

Her eyes stayed on the lightning writhing around his form. The seven-hued bolts shimmered and coiled like alive snakes as they kept flowing near him. For the first instance in the fight, a subtle hint of danger crept in from the might he showed.