Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1912: An Intense Battle!

Ervin raised his spear.

”Abyssal Origin Descent, First Depth Tide.”

The black sea rose in a towering wave of abyssal water that met the falling sword lights. The sword edict cut through the first layer, then the second, then the third, but each time the sword light continued deeper, the abyss swallowed part of its sharpness.

The first wave split apart, though the sword lights that passed through it had already dimmed by half.

Ervin stepped forward.

”Abyss Spear Art, Deep Current Thrust.”

His spear pierced out, and a black current followed the spear tip, moving not across the surface of the stage but beneath the sword heaven’s pressure, as though it wanted to attack from the depth beneath Damian’s own footing.

Damian’s eyes shifted.

”Sword Sovereign Heaven, Second Edict, One Sword Divides Heaven.”

A single sword light descended and split the incoming current apart, but Ervin had already vanished into the shadow of the black wave. He appeared to Damian’s left and thrust again.

”Abyss Spear Art, Gate Shadow Thrust.”

The spear carried the shadow of the broken gate. Damian turned his sword sideways.

”White Horizon Guard.”

Clang!

The spear struck the sword, and the impact forced both of them back half a step. Only half a step, but that was enough to make the entire arena erupt.

”They are equal in the first collision!”

”Damian’s sword cut the abyssal tide, but Ervin’s depth weakened the sword edict!”

”This will be close!”

Damian did not give Ervin time to expand the abyss freely. His sword moved again.

”Sword Sovereign Heaven, Third Edict, Blade Meets The Depth.”

A massive sword shadow descended from above, aiming directly at the black sea beneath Ervin. It did not target Ervin’s body. It targeted the connection between Abyssal Origin Descent and the battlefield, as if Damian wanted to cut the sea itself apart before it could deepen.

Ervin’s gaze became colder.

”Abyssal Origin Descent, Gate of the First Depth.”

The broken gate opened slightly, and a deep, ancient pressure surged from beyond it. The descending sword shadow struck the sea, but the moment the Gate of the First Depth opened, the black water rose in a circular spiral and wrapped around the sword shadow like a hungry vortex.

The sword continued cutting while the abyss continued pulling, one wanting to divide and the other wanting to sink.

The clash lasted three breaths. Then both powers exploded.

Damian slid back several steps. Ervin also retreated, his spear leaving a long mark across the stage. Blood appeared at the corner of Ervin’s mouth, and a thin cut appeared across Damian’s sleeve. Both had been touched, and both had been forced.

Damian raised his sword again without changing expression.

”Sword Sovereign Heaven, Fourth Edict, Palace Sword Descends.”

The palace above the sword altar brightened, and a palace-sized sword descended from the sky, carrying an oppressive sword authority that made countless swordsmen across the Divine Realm feel their hearts tremble.

This strike was not merely sharp. It felt like the judgment of the sword palace itself, as if all paths beneath it had to be split open.

Ervin looked up. The black sea beneath him became still, too still. Then the broken gate opened wider.

”Abyssal Origin Descent, Return To Depth.”

A whirlpool appeared beneath the descending palace sword. The enormous sword tried to cut through it, but the abyssal pull wrapped around it from all sides, dragging layers of sword authority downward. Sparks of silver-white sword light erupted across the sea surface while black waves rose and swallowed them again.

Damian stepped forward, strengthening the palace sword. Ervin also stepped forward, strengthening the abyssal whirlpool. For a terrifying moment, neither gave ground.

Then Damian changed the sword’s path. Instead of forcing the palace sword straight down, he tilted his blade, and the palace sword suddenly split into three sword shadows, each attacking from a different angle.

Ervin’s Return To Depth swallowed two, but the third cut through, and blood splashed from Ervin’s shoulder.

The Sword God Palace disciples roared.

But before they could celebrate, Ervin’s spear moved. He had allowed the third sword shadow to cut him in exchange for a path.

”Abyss Spear Art, Deep Current Reversal.”

The abyssal current that had swallowed the first two sword shadows reversed violently, carrying fragments of Damian’s own sword authority back toward him.

Damian’s eyes narrowed, and his sword flashed three times. He cut apart the reversed current, but one fragment still passed through and struck his chest. His body slid backward, and a small line of blood appeared at his lips.

The arena became even more heated.

”They are both injured!”

”Ervin used Damian’s sword force against him!”

”Damian cut through Return To Depth, but Ervin turned the swallowed sword authority back!”

Max watched silently, his eyes deep.

This battle was exactly as dangerous as he expected. Damian’s sword was terrifying because it could cut the critical line behind any technique, while Ervin’s abyss was terrifying because anything that entered it could be swallowed, delayed, sunk, reversed, or returned through a deeper path.

It was not a simple matter of sword against spear. It was the clash between severance and depth.

Damian stepped forward again, his aura sharpening.

”Sword Sovereign Heaven, Fifth Edict, Sword Heart Cannot Be Drowned.”

The sword before the throne vibrated faintly, and Damian’s entire body became covered in sword light. For the first time, the black sea beneath him failed to drag his sword intent downward. His sword heart stabilized itself above the abyss, refusing to sink, refusing to slow, and refusing to be swallowed.

Ervin’s expression became more serious. Damian vanished, and his sword appeared before Ervin’s throat. Ervin raised his spear and blocked.

Clang!

Damian struck again. Then again. Then again. Each sword attack was clean, deadly, and aimed at the weakest transition points in Ervin’s spear path.

Ervin defended with Hollow Moon Guard, Deep Current Reversal, and Gate Shadow Thrust, but Damian’s sword heart had become too stable, and the abyss could no longer swallow the outer rhythm of the sword as easily as before.

A cut appeared across Ervin’s arm, then another near his ribs, then a third along his thigh. But Ervin did not retreat. His black spear moved more slowly now, and deeper. He stopped trying to match Damian’s speed and began letting every sword strike fall closer before answering.

It looked dangerous, almost suicidal, but each time Damian’s sword approached, Ervin’s spear rose from a deeper angle, forcing Damian to adjust at the last instant.

Damian’s sword cut Ervin’s shoulder. Ervin’s spear grazed Damian’s waist. Damian’s sword pierced through Ervin’s defense. Ervin’s abyssal current struck Damian’s chest. Both of them were now bleeding, and neither gave ground.

Then Ervin opened the broken gate again.

”Abyssal Origin Descent, Second Depth Pressure.”

The entire black sea sank, not downward but deeper, and the pressure changed at once. The sword lights around Damian became slower, as though each slash now had to pass through layers of unseen depth before reaching Ervin.

Damian’s Sword Heart Cannot Be Drowned resisted the pressure, but even that edict could not completely ignore the Second Depth.

Damian’s gaze sharpened.

”Sword Sovereign Heaven, Sixth Edict, Bleeding Sword Severance.”

He slashed his own palm across the blade, and blood touched the sword. The sword heaven changed again. The blade became crimson white, and the sharpness around Damian rose to a level that made even Ervin’s abyss tremble.

This was a sword edict fueled by Damian’s blood and sword heart together, used only when ordinary sword authority could no longer cut deep enough.