Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

At that moment, the Voidwalker Ancestor looked at Max and Freya.

"Come with me."

Max turned toward him.

Freya’s eyes shifted slightly. "Where to?"

The old man glanced once at the glowing statue of the First Progenitor, then at the abandoned fifth end beneath him.

"Somewhere we can talk peacefully."

The four sacred ancestors immediately looked at him.

The Valerius ancestor’s eyes narrowed. "Voidwalker."

The Ashbourne ancestor’s aura pressed down slightly. "What are you planning?"

The Ravenhart ancestor’s shadow moved silently, as if trying to trace whatever path the old man was about to open.

The Evercrest ancestor said coldly, "You expect us to let you take him away after everything that just happened?"

The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at them without fear.

"You’ve got devils in the Veyrith Star Realm, a possible breach into the universe, panic spreading through your own descendants, and emergency teams waiting on your orders. If you’d still rather spend your attention watching an old remnant talk with two descendants of my clan, then maybe the Four Sacred Clans really have gotten weaker than I thought."

The words came out calm, but they hit hard.

The four ancestors’ expressions darkened. The four clan heads looked furious too, but none of them stopped him right away. He was right. They were suspicious of him. They were suspicious of Max. They were suspicious of Freya and the thousands of Voidwalker descendants surrounding the arena. But right now, they had something much worse to deal with.

Devils had shown up in the Divine Realm. If the first reinforcements arrived too late, the Veyrith Star Realm might fall apart. If the crack widened, nearby star realms could descend into chaos. If this was just the start of a bigger invasion, every delay would cost them dearly.

The Valerius ancestor finally said, "Don’t leave the sacred domain."

The Voidwalker Ancestor smiled faintly. "This whole domain used to belong to five clans. Don’t talk to me like I’m some guest here."

The Valerius ancestor’s face turned colder, but he didn’t push further.

Freya raised her hand. The Voidwalker formations above the arena shifted, but didn’t pull back completely. The thousands of descendants stayed in position, though their pressure eased slightly. It was a quiet message. They wouldn’t strike first if the Four Sacred Clans didn’t, but they wouldn’t drop their guard either.

Max looked toward Rose. She still stood near the Evercrest platform, surrounded by elders who no longer dared treat her too harshly.

Too much had changed. Her representative had beaten Aelric, injured the Evercrest head, awakened the fifth sacred end, and dragged out the truth about the Voidwalker Clan. The Evercrest elders could hate her, blame her, or fear her, but they couldn’t dismiss her as some useless castaway anymore.

Rose met Max’s gaze. For a moment, she looked conflicted. This whole disaster had started because she’d asked him for help, yet it had also given her something she’d never expected. The Evercrest Clan could no longer hide behind a spotless sacred image. Their history had cracked wide open in front of everyone.

Max gave her a slight nod. It wasn’t a promise that everything was fixed. It was just a sign that he hadn’t forgotten why he’d come.

Rose’s eyes softened slightly.

The Voidwalker Ancestor raised his hand, and the abandoned fifth end opened beneath him. Not a door. Not a gate. A ring of dark starry light unfolded in the air, filled with layers of space twisting inward like a passage leading into a sealed dimensional chamber. It carried the same feel as the fifth end, but deeper, older, and far more private.

Freya descended from the sky and landed near Max. For the first time in years, brother and sister stood close enough to touch.

Max looked at her. Freya looked back. There was so much between them. Questions, secrets, warnings, years apart, the sudden reveal of the Voidwalker Clan, and the heavy shadow of the devils’ return. But underneath all of that, there was relief.

Freya reached out and touched his shoulder lightly.

"How have you been, Maxy?" she asked softly.

Max gave a faint smile and said solemnly, "I’m fine. Just a little shocked that the Voidwalker name has this much history behind it."

Freya sighed. "I’m sorry. Father asked me not to tell you about any of this. But who could’ve guessed you’d end up at the Four Sacred Clans anyway."

Max laughed lightly.

The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at the two of them, and for a moment, the heaviness in his eyes eased. Then he turned and stepped into the starry passage.

"Come. We don’t have much time."

Max and Freya followed him. Behind them, the Bloodline Legacy Battle arena stayed tense and chaotic. The Four Sacred Clans kept preparing their reinforcements. Emergency gates lit up. Chosen teams gathered. The four sacred ancestors watched the Voidwalker passage with suspicion, but they didn’t stop it.

The starry passage closed behind Max and Freya without a sound.

One moment, the chaos of the Bloodline Legacy Battle arena had been right behind them, full of emergency orders, rushing elders, glowing spatial gates, and the heavy pressure of the Four Sacred Clans preparing for the sudden devil invasion. The next moment, all of it disappeared, replaced by a silence so complete that even Max’s own breathing sounded loud.

They’d arrived inside a chamber.

It wasn’t large in the ordinary sense, yet it felt vast because of how much space had been folded inside it. The walls were made of dark stone that shimmered faintly like a night sky, and countless silver lines ran across them in circular patterns, forming dimensional rings that overlapped one another. Some rings rotated slowly.

Some were cracked. Some sat dim, as if they hadn’t woken up in countless years. At the center of the chamber floated a black crystal sphere, and inside it drifted tiny points of light that looked like sealed worlds sitting in silence.

Max’s eyes narrowed. The aura here felt different from the arena. The Bloodline Legacy Battle arena carried the weight of the Five Sacred Clans and the statue of the First Progenitor, but this chamber carried only one thing.

Voidwalker.

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