Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Max almost laughed. ’They flip their attitude pretty easily.’

Of course, he understood why. The truth about the Voidwalker Clan had already come out, and the devil crisis had pulled the whole Divine Realm’s attention elsewhere.

More importantly, Max’s strength and standing had shifted in everyone’s eyes. He’d awakened the Voidwalker inheritance, gotten a Primordial Bloodline, killed a devil at the 5th level of the Law Manifestation Realm in front of every major force, and survived a sneak attack from the Pearl of Abyss.

At this point, treating him like some ordinary outsider would just be foolish.

Max ignored the stares around him and headed straight for the Voidwalker Clan’s area. There he found Freya.

The moment he told her about his plans, her expression shifted several times.

”Godslayer’s Pilgrimage,” Freya said softly. Her face turned serious, but after a while, she nodded. ”That place actually suits you right now. There are plenty of opportunities there, and if you can survive them, your strength will grow way faster than it would inside the Divine Realm.”

Max looked at her, a little surprised. The way Freya talked sounded too familiar. It didn’t sound like she’d just heard rumors about the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage. It sounded like she knew the place from personal experience.

”Have you been to the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage?” Max asked.

Freya nodded. ”Yes.”

Max’s eyes moved.

Freya smiled faintly. ”What do you think I’ve been doing since I ascended to the Divine Realm all these years?”

She walked to the window and looked out at the distant Voidwalker grounds.

”The moment I entered the Divine Realm and got my original strength back to its peak, I entered the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage. That’s actually one of the reasons I couldn’t come find you sooner.”

Her voice carried a trace of regret, but it quickly turned serious again.

”And I’ll tell you this, Max, that place is insane. Geniuses from all five first races fight there over resources, inheritances, trials, ancient marks, and opportunities you won’t find anywhere else. The Devil Race, Spirit Race, Angel Race, Dragon Race, and our own universe all send their monsters there. Some of them are arrogant beyond belief. Some are terrifyingly strong. Some look harmless until they kill people without warning. The Godslayer’s Pilgrimage really opened my eyes to how wide the world beyond our universe actually is.”

Max listened quietly.

Freya turned back to him and smiled lightly. Then she stepped closer and patted his head.

”But I know you’ll do just fine there.”

Max immediately pulled her hand off his head. ”I’m not a kid anymore, Big Sis.”

”Is that so?” Freya asked with a mischievous smile.

Max narrowed his eyes slightly. ”What’s with that look?”

Freya’s smile widened. ”Where are Alice and Lenavira?”

Max froze for a moment.

Freya looked at him with the expression of someone who already knew everything. ”I know you’ve been keeping them with you, but you should let them out now. You don’t know what you’ll run into in the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage. That place is way too dangerous, and dragging them along would only put them at unnecessary risk. The safest place for them right now is right here, inside the Voidwalker Clan.”

Max didn’t answer right away.

Freya’s expression softened a little. ”Back in Acaris, I treated Alice badly. I know that. I want to make it up to her properly.”

Then she added with a faint smile, ”And I want to get to know Lenavira better too. After all, these two girls are going to be my brother’s future wives. As your elder sister, I should at least understand them, right?”

Max’s face turned slightly red. ”Big Sis.”

Freya ignored his embarrassment and kept going. ”With me here, I can guide them. The Voidwalker Clan has resources, inheritances, training grounds, and protection they can’t find anywhere else. By the time you get back, they should be able to reach at least the Law Manifestation Realm, maybe even higher if their progress goes well.”

Max grew thoughtful. Freya’s teasing annoyed him, but the first part of what she said made sense. The Godslayer’s Pilgrimage wasn’t a normal training ground. It was a place where the most dangerous geniuses of five universes gathered.

Alice and Lenavira were talented, but bringing them there right now wouldn’t help them. It would only expose them to dangers far beyond their current level.

Leaving them inside the Voidwalker Clan was the best choice.

After a moment, Max waved his hand. Space rippled beside him. Alice and Lenavira appeared out of nowhere.

Alice blinked in confusion and looked around. ”Max?”

Her eyes moved across the unfamiliar surroundings. ”Where is this place?”

Lenavira also looked around with wonder. The aura here felt far stronger than what she was used to, and even the space itself felt different. ”Is this the Four Sacred Clans you told us about?”

Before Max could answer, Alice’s gaze landed on Freya. Her expression darkened immediately. She hadn’t forgotten what Freya had done to her back in Acaris. Even with the situation changed, even knowing Freya was Max’s sister, that memory wasn’t something she could just erase.

Freya noticed Alice’s expression and didn’t look away. For once, her smile turned gentler and quieter.

Max spoke before the atmosphere could get too stiff. ”Alice, Lenavira, this is indeed the Four Sacred Clans. More specifically, we’re inside the Voidwalker Clan.”

Both women turned toward him.

Max then explained everything briefly. He told them about the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage, the danger of that place, the geniuses from all five universes, and why he couldn’t bring them along this time.

He didn’t downplay how serious this was. Alice and Lenavira needed to understand this wasn’t some ordinary journey or a short training trip.

”This place will be safer for both of you,” Max said. ”Big Sis will help guide you, and the Voidwalker Clan has enough resources to support your cultivation.”

Alice frowned. ”You’re leaving us here because it’s that dangerous?”

Max nodded. ”Yes.”

Lenavira’s expression turned worried. ”Then what about you?”

Max smiled faintly. ”I’ll be fine.”

Neither of them looked convinced.

Max added, ”But don’t worry about the others inside the Dimension of Genesis.”

He walked toward a section of the wall and placed his palm against it. A faint silver light spread from his hand. Using Dimensional Anchor, Max created an anchor point connecting directly to the Dimension of Genesis.

The wall trembled slightly, and a circular portal slowly formed on its surface. The portal shimmered with layered spatial light, and beyond it, a faint trace of the Dimension of Genesis could be felt.

Alice and Lenavira looked at the portal in surprise.

”This portal connects to the Dimension of Genesis,” Max explained. ”You can go in and out through it. I’ve separated the Dimension of Genesis from myself and fixed it to this anchor for now, so even if something happens to me out there, the people inside won’t be affected.”

The moment he said that, the worry in Alice and Lenavira’s eyes deepened. They might not fully grasp the scale of the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage, but they understood Max.

He’d never done something like this before. He’d never separated one of his dimensions from himself as a precaution. He’d never spoken like there was a real chance something might happen to him. The fact that he’d made these preparations told them more than his words ever could.

This journey was dangerous. Far more dangerous than anything he’d faced before.

Alice looked at him quietly. Lenavira lowered her gaze slightly. The room grew tense.

Seeing the heavy mood, Freya let out a small sigh and stepped toward the door.

”You three should talk,” she said. ”I’ll wait outside.”

With that, she left the room and closed the door behind her, giving Max, Alice, and Lenavira the space they needed.