Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1826: Second Round - 1

The second main round continued with growing pressure.

After several top geniuses had already secured their victories, the remaining participants became even more tense.

Every battle now carried the weight of elimination. Winning meant entering the final competitive stage with the remaining twenty-five, while losing meant leaving the Cosmic Ascension Conference before the true ranking battles even began.

The randomizer spun again.

[Second Main Round, Battle Twelve]

[Max Morgan vs Veyron Soulbinder]

The moment Max’s name appeared, many eyes turned toward his pillar.

Max opened his eyes calmly.

His opponent, Veyron Soulbinder, stood on a distant pillar wearing dark purple robes. His face was pale, his body was thin, and several small black bells floated around him without any visible strings. Unlike brute-force fighters or elemental geniuses, his aura was quiet and eerie. It did not press against the body. It pressed against the mind.

Several participants immediately became serious.

”Veyron Soulbinder. He is the soul-bell user who forced his previous opponent to surrender without even touching him.”

”His soul attacks are extremely troublesome. Physical defense is useless against him.”

”This might not be easy for Max Morgan. Even if Max’s body is monstrous, soul attacks are different.”

Max heard the whispers but remained calm.

Angelina Valerius looked at both of them.

”Max Morgan. Veyron Soulbinder. Enter the stage.”

Two beams of light descended.

Max appeared on one side of the central arena, while Veyron appeared opposite him. The floating black bells around Veyron began to spin slowly, releasing a faint ringing sound that made some spectators on the pillars frown even though the arena barrier blocked most of the power.

Veyron looked at Max and smiled faintly.

”Max Morgan, I know you are strong. Your body is strong. Your sword is strong. Your bloodline is strong. But strength of the body does not always protect the soul.”

Max looked at him calmly. ”Are you done?”

Veyron’s smile stiffened slightly.

Then the battle began.

[Battle Begins.]

Veyron attacked immediately.

The black bells around him rang at the same time.

Ding.

The sound was soft, but the moment it rang out, an invisible soul wave rushed toward Max. It did not travel through the air like ordinary sound. It pierced directly toward the soul, trying to bypass the body, bloodline, sword, and physical defenses entirely.

Several participants watched closely.

Damian Voss narrowed his eyes slightly.

Rakan Thorne frowned. ”Soul attacks. Annoying.”

Orion Starfall smiled faintly but focused more than before. ”Let us see how Max deals with this.”

Veyron’s soul wave reached Max. Then nothing happened.

Max stood in place without moving. His expression did not change at all.

Veyron’s eyes narrowed.

He rang the bells again.

This time, the sound became layered. Several soul waves overlapped, forming a strange illusionary field around Max. Within that field, ordinary opponents would hear countless whispers from their own memories, regrets, fears, and weaknesses. Their minds would become unstable, their movements would slow, and their souls would gradually be bound by the ringing bells.

But Max only looked at him.

The soul waves entered his body and vanished as if they had fallen into a boundless domain.

Veyron’s expression changed for the first time.

”What?”

Max’s eyes remained calm.

He had the Dimension of Soul.

Against ordinary soul attacks, his soul was not an exposed weakness. It was a dimension. A vast inner space. The moment Veyron’s attacks tried to invade, they were swallowed by that dimension before they could affect him. It was not that Max was simply resisting the soul attacks. The attacks could not even properly touch the core of his soul.

Veyron gritted his teeth and raised both hands.

The black bells multiplied.

Three became nine.

Nine became thirty-six.

All thirty-six bells rang at once, and the sound turned sharp enough to make the barrier around the stage ripple faintly.

”Soul-Burial Bell Formation!”

A dark purple formation opened beneath Max’s feet. Countless soul chains rose from it, attempting to bind his soul directly. At the same time, ghostly faces appeared in the air, whispering curses meant to shake his consciousness and drag him into a soul illusion.

Max finally moved. He took one step forward.

The soul chains touched him.

Then they broke apart.

The ghostly faces screamed without sound before being pulled into an invisible depth around Max’s body. The Soul-Burial Bell Formation trembled violently, then collapsed from the center outward.

Veyron staggered backward, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The backlash had struck him.

The arena became silent.

”How is that possible?”

”Veyron’s soul attack failed completely.”

”Not failed. It was swallowed.”

”What kind of soul defense does Max Morgan have?”

On her pillar, Revona opened her eyes slightly.

Kaiden Voidmere’s gaze deepened.

Ervin smiled faintly. ”So his soul is also not ordinary.”

Rosaline looked at Max with visible surprise. ”He really has too many foundations.”

Aurelian Lareth’s eyes narrowed, and Selene Vaeloria’s expression became colder.

Veyron stared at Max with disbelief. ”What are you?”

Max walked toward him.

Veyron quickly rang all the bells again, but the result did not change. Soul needles, soul chains, soul illusions, soul curses, and soul-burial sound waves all entered the invisible depth around Max and disappeared. Nothing reached him. Nothing slowed him. Nothing shook his consciousness.

For Veyron, it was like attacking an ocean with drops of rain.

Max appeared in front of him.

Veyron’s face turned pale.

Max lifted one hand and stopped his fingers an inch from Veyron’s forehead.

”Your attacks are useless against me.”

Veyron clenched his fists, but after a few breaths, he lowered his head.

”I surrender.”

Angelina announced the result calmly.

[Winner: Max Morgan.]

[Veyron Soulbinder Eliminated.]

Max returned to his pillar.

The entire arena looked at him differently now.

Until this point, most people had known that Max was physically terrifying, possessed Dragonheart, had a dangerous sword path, and carried mysterious bloodline power. But now, they had seen that even soul attacks were almost useless against him. A participant who had specialized in attacking the soul had been completely restrained without Max even drawing his sword.