Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1401  Into the Rebirth Realm!

”These should be enough for me to reach the Rebirth Realm,” Max said quietly as his eyes swept over the treasures. He understood his own situation better than anyone else. Because of his monstrous foundation, his strong body, and the countless paths he walked simultaneously, every breakthrough demanded far more resources than what was considered normal.

Where others might need one or two treasures, he needed many times that amount just to push past a single bottleneck. That was why he had prepared ten without hesitation.

Max closed his eyes and began circulating his cultivation technique Primordial Elemental Scripture. Mana surged within his body like a vast river finally unleashed, flowing through every meridian and every corner of his flesh.

He activated the first treasure, and the energy contained within it poured into him in a violent rush. His cultivation base trembled as the power merged with his own, and within moments, the barrier of the eighth level of the Divine Rank shattered completely.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 9th level of Divine Rank]

The ninth level of Divine Rank was reached.

The breakthrough did not bring relief. Instead, it intensified everything. His body roared with hunger as though unsatisfied, demanding even more energy. Max did not stop. He immediately absorbed a second treasure, then a third, allowing the overwhelming spiritual power to fuse with his mana.

His aura expanded rapidly, pressure filling the training ground as his cultivation climbed once again. With a dull internal explosion, the ninth level collapsed beneath the sheer force of his foundation, and his cultivation surged forward.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 10th level of Divine Rank]

The tenth level of the Divine Rank was achieved, yet Max did not slow down even for a moment. Where most cultivators would immediately choose to stabilize themselves, fearful of backlash or collapse, Max pushed forward with unwavering resolve. He could sense it with absolute clarity.

The boundary between the Divine Rank and the Rebirth Realm was no ordinary bottleneck. It stood before him like an ancient and merciless gate, demanding nothing less than the destruction and rebirth of his entire existence.

This was not a realm that could be entered through gradual accumulation alone. It required the cultivator to abandon the old self completely.

The moment Max forced his cultivation past its limit, his body began to disintegrate. There was no gradual cracking or partial collapse. His flesh, bones, meridians, organs, and even his refined physical shell were annihilated in an instant, turning into pure motes of energy that scattered and vanished into nothingness.

There was no pain and no scream. Maxʼs consciousness remained perfectly clear as his physical form ceased to exist, leaving the training chamber eerily silent.

At the center of the chamber, only his mana core remained.

The golden core floated quietly in midair, radiating an ancient and profound aura that felt far removed from ordinary cultivation. Surrounding it, the true foundation of Maxʼs existence revealed itself. The Chaos Tree manifested in its full splendor, its roots extending into nothingness while its branches shimmered with primordial authority.

Around it stood the doors to all his dimensions, each door bearing a distinct aura and law, representing Lightning, Flames, Time, Space, Ice, and the deeper dimensions yet to be fully awakened. A globe of infernal energy hovered nearby, dense and oppressive, pulsing with destructive intent.

Beside it flowed the essence of the Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline, vast and tyrannical, while the Heavenly Luminance Sacred Bloodline shone with serene brilliance, the two opposing bloodlines existing in perfect and impossible harmony.

Encircling the golden core were his Divine Sparks. The spark of Space pulsed with boundless depth. The spark of Lightning crackled with supreme authority. The spark of Flame burned with absolute dominance.

The spark of Sword radiated sharp and emotionless clarity. The spark of Ice exuded eternal stillness. Each Divine Spark revolved slowly, no longer unstable fragments of power, but entities on the verge of transformation. The moment the boundary to the Rebirth Realm was breached, those Divine Sparks began to change.

Cracks appeared within every Divine Spark.

From those cracks emerged embryonic laws.

One by one, the Divine Sparks collapsed inward, shedding their former nature and condensing into Law Embryos. The Law Embryo of Space formed first, calm and vast, stabilizing the surrounding void.

Lightning followed, its Law Embryo sharp and tyrannical, enforcing absolute dominance. Flame condensed next, blazing with pure authority rather than raw heat. Sword law emerged without sound, carrying the will of severance that transcended emotion and intent. Ice formed last, silent and eternal, freezing chaos itself into order.

These Law Embryos did not conflict. They aligned naturally around the golden core, forming a perfect and unprecedented constellation of laws.

With the Law Embryos established, reconstruction began.

From nothingness, Maxʼs body started to reform. First came the skeletal structure, forged directly from refined law energy rather than flesh. Muscles followed, woven from condensed vitality and pure law. Meridians reappeared, no longer fragile channels but vast conduits capable of sustaining divine essence.

Organs reconstructed themselves with perfect symmetry, each one infused with both bloodline power and law authority. Skin formed last, carrying faint traces of golden patterns that vanished as his body stabilized.

When the reconstruction was complete, Max opened his eyes.

The transformation was finished.

This was not merely a breakthrough. This was true rebirth. His old Divine Rank body had been completely erased, and what now existed was a Rebirth Realm body, forged directly through laws rather than cultivated flesh.

The Law Embryos settled deep within him, stable and dormant, waiting for the day they would awaken fully. The aura around Max calmed, yet the depth it carried was far greater than before.

Only now was the advance to the Rebirth Realm complete.

[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 1st level of Rebirth Realm.]

”That feeling when my body broke down was truly strange,” Max muttered with a faint smile as he slowly clenched his fist, sensing the unfamiliar yet deeply stable power flowing through him. ”But now I have truly entered the Rebirth Realm.”

His gaze softened slightly as another realization settled in his mind. ”The artificial soul the Witch of the North placed within me so that I could survive is gone. My soul has been reborn just like my body.”

As he spoke, Max could clearly feel the difference. The presence that had once acted as a substitute, something external that merely sustained his existence, had completely vanished during the breakthrough.

In its place stood his true soul, whole and complete, forged anew through the same process that had destroyed and reconstructed his body. It was no longer something patched together by external means, but an authentic soul that resonated perfectly with his body, his bloodlines, and the laws now embedded within him.

At that moment, Max finally understood why this realm was called the Rebirth Realm.

This was not a simple advancement in cultivation, nor was it merely an increase in strength. The Rebirth Realm was a realm of absolute renewal. Everything that defined a cultivator was destroyed at its foundation and then reconstructed from nothing.

The body was not strengthened but remade entirely, refined through law rather than flesh. The soul was not tempered but reborn, freed from impurities, external bindings, and artificial supports. Even oneʼs existence itself was reset, allowing the cultivator to step forward as a fundamentally new being.

In the Divine Rank, cultivators still carried the traces of their mortal origins, whether in their physical form, their soul, or their reliance on borrowed power. The Rebirth Realm erased those remnants completely. It severed the past and rebuilt the future.

Only by passing through total destruction could a cultivator truly be reborn into the Divine Realm as a genuine divine existence.

As Max sat there in silence, he realized that this realm was not named lightly. Rebirth Realm was not a metaphor or a poetic title. It was a literal description of the process, a realm where death and rebirth occurred simultaneously, forging an existence that could finally walk the true path of the Divine Realm without shackles.

”Let me see my status.” Max muttered. ”Itʼs been a while since I last saw it.”