Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1503  Revealing Full Strength?

"Second vein of the Seven Divine Veins… the Vein of Vitality?" Max muttered softly as the realization slowly settled in his mind.

He had not expected the young primordial before him to have already opened the second of the Seven Divine Veins. Opening even the first divine vein was an extremely difficult task that required a special technique and immense control over one's body and energy. Max himself had only managed to open the first divine vein, the Vein of Origin, after going through tremendous effort.

However the more he thought about it, the less surprising it seemed.

The Primordial Race was known to possess ancient techniques that many races in the Divine Realm had never even heard about. Among those techniques were the secret methods required to open the Seven Divine Veins of the body. Since primordials were naturally gifted and had access to such techniques from the beginning of their cultivation journey, it was not strange that a young primordial like the man before him had already opened two divine veins.

"Did you understand now why I said there is no need for this fight?" the young primordial asked as he smiled calmly.

"There is simply no comparison between us," he continued. "I am a higher primary being while you are only a lesser secondary being. The gap between our existences alone is already vast."

His gaze shifted briefly across Max's body before he added in a composed tone.

"Especially in your case where your cultivation has only reached the third level of the Rebirth Realm."

Max listened quietly.

Then a faint smile appeared on his face as he slowly nodded.

"Although I cannot agree with most of what you said," Max replied calmly, "I have to admit something."

He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"You are the strongest opponent I have ever faced in my life."

Max's eyes sharpened as a quiet determination appeared within them.

"But that does not mean I will simply give up."

The young primordial looked at him with mild curiosity when he heard those words.

He had revealed the power of the second divine vein and demonstrated the overwhelming gap in strength between them, yet Max still stood there calmly without a trace of fear.

That confidence intrigued him.

"Show me what you have," the young primordial said as a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Show me whether the full strength of a secondary being like you can truly stand against mine."

"As you wish," Max said solemnly as he brought his hands together.

The seven colored lightning that had been flashing around his body continued to surge violently. However instead of spreading outward in chaotic bursts, the lightning suddenly began to tremble as though it were being forced into a far more controlled and compressed state.

A terrifying concentration of power began gathering around him.

"Forbidden Lightning Needle Divine Art," Max whispered.

The moment he activated the inheritance technique, the lightning surrounding him responded instantly.

Streams of lightning condensed rapidly in front of his body as thin glowing structures began to form within the air. At first they were only faint lines of light, but as the energy continued to compress, their shapes became clearer.

A needle appeared.

It was incredibly small and thin, yet the power contained within it was so concentrated that the surrounding space seemed unable to remain stable around it. The moment the first lightning needle finished forming, the entire arena shook slightly. Fifth level concept of lightning was overflowing the needle.

The air rippled outward like water struck by a stone.

Even the young primordial standing across from Max narrowed his eyes slightly.

That single needle alone contained terrifying destructive force.

But Max did not stop.

The lightning around him continued to tremble violently as he compressed more of it into the technique.

A second needle appeared beside the first.

Then a third.

One after another the lightning condensed further and further, forming needle shaped constructs that floated silently around Max's body.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

The first seven lightning needles were created by compressing the seven colored lightning of divine punishment. Each needle possessed a different color that reflected the lightning it had been formed from. Crimson, violet, yellow, blue, orange, indigo and other radiance glowed faintly from the thin needle shaped structures.

However Max continued channeling more energy.

Two additional needles slowly appeared beside the first seven.

The eighth needle was formed from the red lightning he had refined earlier during his cultivation.

The ninth needle was formed from the blue lightning that he had obtained through another inheritance.

All nine needles floated around Max.

The moment the final needle fully formed, the atmosphere of the arena changed dramatically.

The ground beneath Max began to tremble continuously as though the very foundation of the arena was struggling to support the pressure created by the technique. Thin cracks spread across the surface of the stone floor as waves of lightning energy rippled outward from his position.

The air itself seemed to grow heavy.

Even the space between Max and the primordial distorted slightly as the terrifying aura of the lightning needles filled the battlefield.

Each needle was extremely small, yet the destructive force contained within them was horrifying.

If a single lightning needle were released, it would possess enough power to shake the entire arena.

And now there were nine of them.

The mere existence of those nine lightning needles was enough to cause the entire battlefield to tremble uncontrollably. Violent currents of lightning spread across the air around Max as the needles floated quietly in front of him like silent weapons waiting to be unleashed.

A terrifying aura radiated from them.

It was not the chaotic fury of ordinary lightning.

Instead it was the cold, focused killing intent of a technique designed purely for destruction.

But Max was far from finished.

As the nine lightning needles floated around him, a second surge of power erupted from his body.

Black flames suddenly rose from his skin like a dark inferno. The flames did not spread randomly across the arena. Instead they gathered and surged upward with terrifying intensity as Max activated another inheritance technique.

Four Divine Beasts Manifestation.