Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1553  Orion Battlefield!

"It seems this battlefield belongs to the same time when the war between the devils and the primordials took place on Orion," Max murmured as he slowly pieced together his thoughts, his gaze sweeping across the desolate land filled with silent remnants of that ancient conflict.

As the idea settled in his mind, another question immediately followed. "If that is the case, then could this secret domain have been created by some kind of accident?"

He found it difficult to imagine any deliberate method that could produce a domain like this. The existence of such a place felt too chaotic, too unrefined, as though it had been formed by forces colliding rather than by careful design.

His thoughts quickly returned to what had happened earlier. A crack in the void had appeared within Orion, a rift that strangely connected to the Mortal Realm, and before anyone could fully understand its nature, that very crack had erupted, giving birth to this domain that now mirrored an ancient battlefield.

Max frowned slightly as he tried to connect these events, yet no matter how he arranged the pieces, the logic behind it remained unclear.

Was the crack merely a passage, or had it been a trigger? Could the energies from the Mortal Realm have interacted with the lingering remnants of the war on Orion, causing this dimension to take shape?

Or perhaps the battlefield itself had never truly disappeared, only lying dormant within the fabric of space and time until something disturbed it.

Another possibility crossed his mind, one that made his expression turn more serious. What if this was not an accident at all? What if this battlefield had been sealed intentionally, preserved within time for reasons unknown, and the crack had simply broken that seal?

Another possibility crossed his mind, one that made his expression turn more serious. What if this was not an accident at all? What if this battlefield had been sealed intentionally, preserved within time for reasons unknown, and the crack had simply broken that seal?

Max let out a slow breath as he looked at the barren horizon once more. No matter which possibility was true, one thing had become certain in his mind.

Orion was far more than it appeared on the surface.

There were secrets buried within this planet that no one had fully uncovered, and he had just stumbled upon one of them.

Shaking his head, Max pushed aside the swirling thoughts and redirected his focus toward the remaining details displayed in the status of the secret domain, his expression gradually turning calm as he began to examine everything with greater care.

[Orion Battlefield]

– Type: [Temporary Dimension, Temporal Dimension]

– Cultivation Restriction: [None]

– Total Number Restriction: [None]

– Race Restriction: [None]

– Ban Column: [None]

Max studied each line slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the meaning behind them. "Cultivation Restriction, Total Number Restriction, Race Restriction, and Ban Column," he murmured under his breath, already forming a rough understanding of their purpose.

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When his attention settled on the Cultivation Restriction, the interface responded immediately, and a series of options unfolded before him as though awaiting his command.

[Divine King Realm, Divine Lord Realm, Law Manifestation Realm, Law Refinement Realm]

"Only up to the Law Refinement Realm?" Max frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction surfacing in his expression. He had initially believed that assimilating this dimension would grant him complete authority over every aspect within it, including the ability to freely dictate the limits of cultivation, but the system clearly imposed its own boundaries.

After a brief moment of consideration, Max made his decision. He chose to restrict the cultivation of all beings within this dimension to the peak of the Law Refinement Realm.

Although he would have preferred to suppress it even further to the Law Awakening Realm to ensure absolute control, the system did not allow him to set a lower threshold, leaving him with no better option.

Once that was done, his focus shifted toward the Total Number Restriction and Race Restriction. This time, he did not make any changes. If he wished to uncover the secrets hidden within this battlefield, especially those tied to the war between the Primordials and the Devils, then he needed the dimension to unfold as naturally as possible, just as it had in its original timeline.

Any interference in the number of participants or the races present could distort the sequence of events and lead him away from the truth.

Finally, his gaze rested on the Ban Column, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. He could sense that this feature held a more direct and forceful authority.

If his understanding was correct, he should be able to target individuals who did not originally belong to this dimension, such as himself, Lucia, Isabella, or anyone else who had entered through external means, and remove them from this space with nothing more than a single thought.

That realization caused a faint spark of anticipation to rise within him. However, he quickly restrained himself, knowing that this was still only a theory.

He would need to test it.

Only then would he truly understand the extent of his control over this world.

After carefully reviewing every aspect of the dimension's status once more and confirming that nothing had been overlooked, Max dismissed the interface and shifted his attention back to his surroundings.

Now that this dimension had become a part of him, his connection to it had deepened significantly. Through his Dimensional Sovereign Body, his perception expanded across the entire space, allowing him to observe nearly everything within it as though it were an extension of his own senses.

It was like how he could perceive everything in his other dimensions but as a much limited version.

Focusing his thoughts, Max searched for familiar presences, and almost instantly, he located both Lucia and Isabella within the vast expanse of the battlefield.

"Isabella is with a small group, while Lucia is on her own," Max murmured, his brows tightening slightly as he analyzed their positions. "But Lucia is moving north, and if she continues on that path, she will run directly into Raymond from that second rate force."

After quickly assessing the situation, Max made his decision without hesitation. He turned in the direction where Isabella was located, knowing that she and Lucia were positioned along a similar path, and began moving toward her first.