Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1486  Four Divine Beast Manifestation!

"I see. So the current limit of my Vein of Origin is the tenth level of the Rebirth Realm." Max muttered softly as he let out a quiet sigh. The realization had come to him the moment the spear slipped free from his grasp.

Even though the Vein of Origin had flooded his body with terrifying raw strength, the weapon had still managed to break away under the pressure of the wave concept.

Max knew the concept of wave played a significant role in that outcome, yet he could not deny the truth he had just witnessed. The first of the seven divine veins had its limits, and at its current stage those limits hovered around the power of the tenth level of the Rebirth Realm.

However, that thought remained only a passing observation.

The spear thrust was already racing toward him with unstoppable force. The power contained within the Piercing Wave Spear continued to expand as layers of wave energy spiraled around the weapon like violent tides. The pressure filled the entire arena, causing the air itself to tremble as though the battlefield were being crushed by an invisible ocean.

"Let's try the new flame inheritance I had learned from the Dimension of Flames," Max muttered calmly.

He brought both of his hands together and clapped them firmly.

The moment his palms met, a deep and ancient heat erupted from his body.

Flames burst outward in every direction. They did not appear as ordinary fire. These flames burned with a dark and terrifying intensity, their color so deep that they seemed to swallow the surrounding light. The air around Max twisted violently as the flames surged higher and higher, forming a massive vortex of burning power.

Within that sea of black fire, an enormous shape began to take form.

The flames condensed and roared like a living entity. Soon the outline of a colossal dragon emerged from the blazing darkness. Its massive body coiled around Max as though protecting its sovereign. Black flames flowed along its scales like molten energy while its enormous head rose above the battlefield with blazing eyes that radiated ancient ferocity.

This was the inheritance technique known as Four Divine Beasts Manifestation.

At this moment Max manifested the form of the black flaming dragon, and he stood calmly at the center of its immense body as though he were the heart of the raging inferno.

The dragon opened its jaws and released a deafening roar that shook the entire arena.

The Piercing Wave Spear shot forward at that exact moment.

The spear that carried the terrifying fifth level concept of wave crashed directly toward Max with unstoppable momentum. The waves surrounding it twisted violently, attempting to tear apart everything that stood before it.

Yet the instant it entered the range of the black flaming dragon, the entire battlefield seemed to erupt.

The dragon surged forward with overwhelming force. Its colossal body moved like a storm of destruction as the endless black flames exploded outward. The raging inferno collided with the incoming spear attack in a single devastating clash.

For a brief moment the violent waves struggled against the crushing power of the dragon.

Then everything collapsed.

The black flames devoured the waves completely. The spear shattered into fragments of energy that were instantly consumed by the raging inferno. The warrior who had launched the attack stood frozen in shock for a fraction of a second before the dragon of black flames engulfed him entirely.

There was no scream and no struggle.

The terrifying power of the Four Divine Beasts Manifestation obliterated him completely.

When the flames finally receded, nothing remained of the warrior or his attack. The entire arena had fallen silent, leaving only Max standing calmly at the center of the battlefield while the last traces of black fire slowly faded into the air.

"What was that attack?" The moment the black flaming dragon vanished from the arena and the warrior on the ninetieth floor was completely obliterated, the spectators outside the Combat Tower erupted into stunned murmurs.

Their eyes remained fixed on the screens that displayed the battlefield, many of them struggling to process what they had just witnessed.

"It was a dragon. A dragon formed of black flames!" one of the disciples exclaimed while frowning deeply as if trying to understand what he had seen.

"How could he use black flames to form such a colossal dragon?" an elder said with clear shock in his voice. His gaze remained locked on the screen as he continued speaking. "To manifest such a massive form of flame requires absolute control. Even experienced flame cultivators would struggle to maintain that level of stability. To shape those flames into the body of a dragon would require centuries of experience and mastery."

"This Max is full of surprises," another elder said with a heavy sigh. The elder shook his head slowly as he replayed the scene in his mind. The image of the enormous dragon of black fire swallowing the warrior on the ninetieth floor remained vivid in his thoughts.

At that moment both Isabella and Zain stood silently among the crowd. Their fists clenched tightly as they stared at the image of Max standing calmly within the arena.

The attack he had just unleashed left a deep impression on their minds. They both understood the power of the warrior who had stood on the ninetieth floor. That opponent possessed the strength of the tenth level of the Rebirth Realm and had even used a powerful technique empowered by the fifth level concept of wave.

Yet such an opponent had been erased in a single move. As the realization settled in their minds, a troubling thought emerged. If they had been standing in the place of that warrior, would they have been able to survive such an overwhelming attack.

"How could this Max get his hands on such a strong flame inheritance?" Seraphina finally spoke, her voice carrying both disbelief and frustration. Unlike many of the others present, she possessed enough experience to recognize what had just occurred.

That dragon of black flames was not a simple flame manipulation technique. It was clearly an inheritance technique, a powerful legacy art passed down from an ancient lineage. The complexity and scale of the attack revealed the depth of the inheritance behind it.

Even the Seven Family Heads and Joe stood quietly as they continued watching the scene unfold. Their expressions were far more serious than before.

These individuals possessed vast knowledge of cultivation techniques and ancient inheritances, yet even they could not recall having seen a flame inheritance that manifested such a terrifying dragon of black fire.

The attack Max had just displayed was something completely unfamiliar to them, and that unfamiliarity only deepened the shock that lingered in their hearts.