Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

It was Max who finally stepped forward, breaking free of the swirling chaos as though emerging from the eye of a storm. For long moments, he’d held himself back, torn between instinct and cold calculation. The Ascendant rampaging through the first circle was a monstrous force, a creature whose strength dwarfed his own by an entire gulf.

A Seventh-Level Champion Rank Ascendant was so far above his First-Level Master Rank cultivation that even the notion of confronting it bordered on madness. Every shred of rationality screamed that engaging would be suicide.

And yet, Max’s gaze kept straying to the carnage—the twisted bodies of hunters littering the ground, their lifeless eyes staring into the crimson sky, blood pooling beneath them as the Ascendant’s claws tore through flesh and bone with ruthless precision.

Each fresh scream drove the blade of rage deeper into his chest until he could no longer stand idle.

Enough.

With grim resolve settling like iron in his veins, Max lifted his gaze, locking onto the monstrous figure. His Three Dimensional Body locked onto every twitch of muscle, every surge of energy within the creature’s towering form, calculating trajectories and vulnerabilities even as his heart thundered in his chest.

’Golden Sword!’ He thought, the words echoing like a vow through the depths of his mind. At his silent command, brilliant golden light burst forth in the air before him, swirling and condensing into the shape of a gleaming sword, each edge radiating a divine glow as if it had been forged from the essence of dawn itself. The sword hovered for a fraction of a heartbeat, blazing against the backdrop of crimson clouds and the black tide of Nulls.

Max’s eyes narrowed as he fixed his invisible sights upon the Ascendant’s chest, and then with a sharp mental flick, he released it.

Whoosh!

The golden sword tore through the air like a comet, trailing a blazing tail of pure luminance as it shot across the battlefield, the brilliance reflecting off blood-slicked blades and the glassy eyes of horrified hunters. It flew so fast that it appeared as a single golden blur, piercing the distance with a high-pitched whistle.

Bang!

The moment it struck the Ascendant’s chest, a thunderous boom rocked the battlefield. A radiant shockwave exploded outward, scattering dust, ash, and scraps of monster flesh in a wide ring.

The Ascendant’s black, armored plates flared with crackling void energy as they met the force of the luminous blade. For a breathless instant, light and shadow battled in a sizzling collision, sparks of gold and black spraying into the air like celestial fireworks.

And then, with a brittle crack, the golden sword shattered into countless fragments of light, dissolving into shimmering dust. But the attack had done more than merely break apart—it had driven the Ascendant back.

The towering creature staggered several steps in retreat, clawed feet gouging deep trenches into the blood-soaked earth, its molten red eyes narrowing in surprise and sudden fury as it steadied itself.

”He managed to push a Seventh-Level Champion Rank Ascendant back!” someone shouted, voice shrill with disbelief, echoing across the embattled field.

”And he’s only at the First Level of Master Rank. Damn, he’s too strong. I’ve been watching him since he arrived, and he’s been killing Nulls like they’re vegetables,” another expert exclaimed, eyes wide as he deflected a claw swipe from a snarling monster.

”Yeah, in the first circle, he’s got the highest kill count by far. It’s understandable he’d step up when it mattered most,” a third added, sweat dripping from his chin as he hefted his spear. ”But can he actually kill an Ascendant?”

”It’s impossible!” a hunter cried out, shaking his head emphatically as he ducked away from the slash of a Null’s blade-like arm. ”No matter how strong he is, he’s still limited by his strength. A First-Level Master Rank can’t possibly match a Seventh-Level Champion Rank Ascendant!”

And yet, as their voices rose and fell over the clash of blades and monstrous howls, every eye in both the first and second circles was drawn to Max, the lone figure who had dared to defy the monstrous titan standing amidst the storm of carnage.

Skepticism warred with hope across their blood-smeared faces. For while Max’s performance since the gates had opened had been nothing short of staggering, the idea that he could stand against an Ascendant—a being whose very presence radiated death and destruction—seemed a miracle too far to believe.

High above the blood-soaked plains of the battlefield, five figures stood suspended in the sky, their robes billowing like banners of authority against the churning red clouds, their auras so immense that the space around them shimmered with fluctuating waves of suppressed power.

They were the five main elders of the Hunter Association, figures whose names alone carried weight across the Middle Domain, each of them wielders of strength and influence a level above that of ordinary elders like Elder Vance below.

From their vantage point, they gazed down upon the chaotic tide of Nulls, Ascendants, and human cultivators, their sharp eyes glinting as they observed the unfolding clash.

”This kid is worth spending resources on,” Elder Liam, the First Elder, murmured, his deep voice steady and carrying a subtle resonance that seemed to ripple through the very air. He inclined his head slightly, watching Max with a flicker of admiration hidden behind his stern gaze.

”Humph!” scoffed the Second Elder, folding his arms across his chest, his face carved into a scowl of doubt. His beard bristled like silver wire as he spoke, voice edged with skepticism. ”I don’t think he’d survive even a single fist from that Ascendant. Let’s not forget, all he did was sneak attack. He hasn’t actually fought it yet.”

The Third Elder gave a quiet chuckle, his eyes sharp and shrewd as they reflected the golden flashes of Max’s earlier strike. ”If worst comes to worst, we’ll just have to neutralize the Ascendant ourselves,” he said, leaning forward slightly as if already preparing for action.

He cast a meaningful glance at Elder Liam and nodded. ”And I agree with Elder Liam. This kid is worth nurturing.”

The Second Elder’s expression darkened further, deep lines creasing his brow as his glare shifted toward his companion. ”Are we really talking about breaking the rules again now?” he snapped, his voice low and brimming with restrained anger.