Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 2030: Wall of Eternity!

The moment he finished speaking, Arvantos waved his hand. The space above the gathering area trembled. A vast shadow slowly appeared in the sky. At first it looked like a golden cloud descending from the heavens, but as the light faded, everyone saw an enormous flying boat hovering above them.

The boat stretched hundreds of meters long, built from ancient bronze-gold metal and dark divine wood that seemed to have soaked up starlight for countless years. Its body was covered in Primordial runes, each one giving off a faint glow that made the surrounding space ripple gently.

The front of the boat was shaped like the head of an ancient beast, neither dragon nor phoenix, but something older and heavier. Its eyes were made of two rotating golden crystals, and its open mouth held a formation circle that looked capable of tearing through space.

Along the sides of the boat, layered defensive barriers flowed like transparent waves, giving off an aura that made even the more reckless geniuses instinctively hold themselves back.

Max looked at the flying boat with interest. He could sense spatial law, defensive law, speed formations, concealment patterns, and something deeper hidden beneath all of it. This wasn’t just a means of transportation. It was a war vessel, a moving fortress crafted by the Primordial Race.

Arvantos looked at everyone. ”Board.”

No one hesitated. One by one, the young geniuses flew toward the boat and landed on its wide deck. Max stepped onto the vessel too, and the moment his feet touched the surface, he felt a steady power flowing beneath him. The entire boat felt alive, as if every plank, rune, and formation connected to one central will.

Damian stood near the edge of the deck with his arms folded. Revona looked toward the distant stars with a calm expression. Rakan stayed silent, while Michael stood some distance away with his master, Sovereign Warlock, who looked far more relaxed than anyone else present.

After everyone boarded, Arvantos appeared at the front of the flying boat. He didn’t give another long speech. He only raised his hand. The runes across the boat lit up all at once. A low hum spread through the air, and the entire vessel trembled lightly before rising higher into the sky.

The Primordial Ancestral Domain slowly shrank beneath them. Floating mountains, golden rivers, ancient palaces, and towering statues grew smaller and smaller until the entire sacred domain looked like a golden painting beneath the clouds.

Then the flying boat shot upward. The world below disappeared. The boat pierced through the sky and entered the starry void.

Countless stars appeared around them. The Divine Realm stretched vast beyond measure. Star regions spread in every direction, and distant continents, floating worlds, and law rivers glimmered in the endless darkness.

The flying boat moved with terrifying speed, yet the deck stayed steady. Its barriers blocked the pressure of space, the cold of the void, and the turbulent flow of laws outside.

Max stood near the railing and looked into the distance. This wasn’t his first time seeing the vastness of the universe, but the feeling hit different now. In a few days, he’d be entering a place connected not just to this universe, but to all five.

A full day passed as the flying boat traveled through the starry void. During that time, almost no one spoke much. Some geniuses sat cross-legged and settled their minds. Some stood silently staring into space. Some checked their weapons, pills, treasures, and protective talismans. Though they were all proud, none of them dared treat the upcoming pilgrimage lightly.

Max used the time to calm his mind too. This time, he didn’t enter the Dimension of Time. Instead, he quietly stood on the deck and watched the strange changes in space as the boat moved farther and farther from the familiar regions of the Divine Realm.

The laws around them gradually grew thinner, but at the same time heavier. Space no longer felt like a stable ocean. It felt like cracked glass stretched across endless darkness.

After one day, the flying boat finally slowed down. The stars around them had changed. This region of space looked unlike anywhere Max had seen before. No nearby worlds. No continents. No floating cities. No law rivers flowing through the void.

The entire area sat empty, but the emptiness itself felt wrong. Far ahead, the darkness seemed to curve inward, as if the universe had hit a point where it no longer wanted to continue.

The flying boat stopped in front of that strange region. Everyone on the deck stood up. Max looked forward, and his eyes narrowed. At first, he saw nothing. Then, as his perception spread outward, he felt it.

A wall. Not a wall made of stone, metal, or formation power, but a boundary so vast and profound his mind could barely hold onto it. It stretched beyond sight in every direction. It had no clear shape, yet it was undeniably there. Space ended at that point, and something older than space stood beyond it.

The Wall of Eternity.

Max had heard about it plenty of times by now, but hearing about it and standing in front of it were two entirely different things.

The boundary gave him the feeling that it wasn’t just separating lands or star regions. It was separating realities. It was the membrane keeping universes from crashing into each other, the line dividing different cosmic orders, different laws, different origins, and different destinies.

Even from the safety of the flying boat, Max felt a heavy pressure pressing against his body. His five Divine Veins stirred faintly. His Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline grew more active too.

Arvantos stood at the front of the vessel, looking toward the invisible boundary ahead.

”This is the place,” he said.

Everyone turned toward him.

Arvantos continued, ”This point in space is one of the forbidden edges of our universe. The Wall of Eternity sits right here.”

His voice stayed calm, but everyone could hear the seriousness underneath it.

”But this side of the Wall is different from the side the devils pierced. It’s not connected to the Devil Universe, the Spirit Universe, the Angel Universe, or the Dragon Universe.”

Max’s gaze sharpened.

Arvantos raised his hand and pointed toward the distorted darkness ahead. ”This side connects to the Godslayer’s Pilgrimage.”

The deck fell completely silent. The young geniuses stared forward with solemn expressions.

Arvantos continued, ”The Godslayer’s Pilgrimage doesn’t belong to any single universe. It exists in a strange region where the boundaries of the five universes overlap without truly merging. To reach it, each universe has its own separate entrance point. This is ours.”

The space ahead began to ripple faintly, as if responding to his words.

”Remember this,” Arvantos said. ”Once the entrance opens, you’ll no longer be standing under the protection of the Primordial Race, the Four Sacred Clans, your masters, your families, or me. You’ll be entering a place where ancient laws decide the rules, and where every race sends the ones they believe can survive.”

He turned and looked at the gathered geniuses. ”This is your last moment to get ready.”

No one stepped back. No one spoke of retreat.

The flying boat floated silently before the Wall of Eternity, and the strange darkness ahead slowly began to pulse, as if something ancient on the other side had just woken up.