[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10":3,"chapter-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-296":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},130794,198,"Chapter 296: Into the Divine Palace","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-296",296,"\u003Cp>Final Preparations\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max sat cross-legged in the training room. Eyes closed. Breath steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—his mind drifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar pull. A shift in reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dimension of Time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around him faded. A void stretched endlessly. Time slowed. Or rather, he moved beyond it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, minutes became hours. Hours became days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he used every second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Polishing. Refining. Perfecting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His techniques sharpened. His skills became more fluid. Every movement, every ability—honed to its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't stay locked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every now and then, he pulled himself back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callie was preparing, too. And between training, they talked. About strategies. About the expedition. About things unrelated to battle—distractions to keep their minds from the weight of what lay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time moved fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they knew it, two days had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—it was time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mourning Depths awaited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The West Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the farthest edge, where mountains met dense forests, stood a massive palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long. Towering. Seven floors high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fortress of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a crowd had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of figures. Geniuses at Seeker Rank. Warriors at Expert Rank. Even those at the very peak of Expert Rank stood among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All waiting. All anticipating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stood among them, turning slightly toward Klaus. His featureless mask covered his face. His black hoodie concealed his identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the outsiders, he was just another member of the Black Lotus Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't need to know the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm. \"Where is the entrance to the Mourning Depths?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus smirked. \"Closed, for now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max raised a brow beneath his mask. \"Closed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus nodded, voice relaxed. \"The Mourning Depths erupted a few hours ago. The Divine Palace must have sealed all entrances by now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's eyes narrowed. \"Erupted?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus chuckled. \"It's not just a place, Max. It's alive in its own way. Every time it erupts, Infernal Beings and other monsters from its deepest depths surface.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile faded slightly. \"And trust me, we don't want those things running wild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max exhaled, understanding the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mourning Depths wasn't open all the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to awaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And during that awakening, it spewed out horrors no one wanted to face outside its cursed lands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" Max murmured, \"one can only enter after an eruption?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus's expression darkened, the casual amusement in his tone fading. \"Yeah… and that's where the problem begins.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max listened, his gaze steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since it just erupted, all the strongest Infernal Beings, monsters, and… worse things from its deepest depths have surfaced.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was grim. \"Which means the very entrance is now the most dangerous part of the entire place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max exhaled slowly. \"So, before we even get inside… we have to push through the worst of it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus nodded. \"Exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max didn't ask anything else. He had enough to think about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, his eyes moved across the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of powerful figures. Experts from all over Valora Continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeker Ranks. Expert Ranks. Even some at the absolute peak of the Expert Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of them here for the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's when he saw her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood among the Phoenix Order Guild, next to Aurelia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's fists clenched slightly. So she really came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other four major guilds were here too. And alongside them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Four Super Families of the East.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, resounding horn echoed across the landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive palace gates creaked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wait was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus didn't hesitate. \"Let's go. We're heading to the entrance of the Mourning Depths.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, leading the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max followed, Callie right beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around them, the gathered warriors and geniuses surged forward, stepping into the Divine Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another half-hour of walking, Klaus finally stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him stood a gate unlike anything Max had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive. Ancient. A hundred feet high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two colossal doors, their surfaces engraved with mystical, cryptic patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was the center of the gate that drew all attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twelve-layered Infernal Demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its vacant, godless eyes stared out, empty yet oppressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twelve layers of its form spread recklessly across the door, coiling, twisting—filling the air with an inexplicable weight. A presence that seeped into the bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warning. A curse. A challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus spoke, his voice light yet deliberate. \"We're here. This is the entrance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max didn't speak. He simply took in the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus continued. \"Flying is prohibited within the Divine Palace. The Mourning Depths follows the same rule.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\"It lies 100,000 feet below us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's brows furrowed. 100,000 feet…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if flying is impossible,\" Klaus went on, \"then there's no way to go down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smirk. A flicker of amusement in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Except… for here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded, his eyes flickered around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the important figures were here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Magnar. Envoy Lucas. The heads of various factions. Powerful individuals Max didn't recognize, but could feel the weight of their presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mass of warriors, geniuses, and leaders from outside the Divine Palace flooded into the grand chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space swelled with hundreds, maybe thousands of figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strongest forces of the Lower Domain… all gathered in one place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment was heavy. Anticipation filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the last person arrived, a black-robed old man stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence was quiet yet commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—his voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone, I will now announce the rules for entering the Mourning Depths.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's gaze snapped to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man's sudden appearance was unexpected. But what truly caught Max's attention?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't see through his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Klaus. Just like many others in the Expert Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dangerous. Unfathomable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man continued, his voice steady, unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a supervisor from the Divine Temple. I am responsible for opening the Mourning Depths this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes swept over the gathered warriors. \"Most of you are already familiar with the rules. But I shall repeat them for those who are not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man raised a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A thousand miles from the edge of the Mourning Depths… is an absolute null life zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice turned cold. \"Anyone who enters past this point—will die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation. No mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max felt a strange chill run down his spine. A place where nothing survives?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From 1,000 miles to 10,000 miles outward, this is the outer region of the Mourning Depths.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are countless lucky chances here. Inheritances. Treasures. Power waiting to be claimed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But just as there are opportunities—there are dangers. Fatal ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in the air thickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the old man's voice turned sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In principle, once inside the Mourning Depths—killing is forbidden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few in the crowd scoffed. Others sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max didn't react. He already knew what was coming next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But,\" the old man continued, \"we all know the reality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There will always be those who do not follow the rules. The unscrupulous. The dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you encounter such individuals… then killing in self-defense is reasonable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rules existed. But in the Mourning Depths… survival was the only real law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stood in silence as the old man continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any defense is reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded fair. Logical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in reality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing inside the Mourning Depths would happen without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And no one would care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an expert died inside, there would be no investigations. No consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just another corpse lost to the depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man's voice took on a sharper edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"However… there is something you must remember.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt heavier. The gathered warriors leaned in, listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you kill someone within the Mourning Depths, you can absorb their Infernal Energy… and nourish your own Infernal Demon Tattoo. But that didn't mean you are to kill anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ripple of tension spread through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max frowned. 'What?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing others strengthened the Infernal Demon Tattoo?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus never mentioned this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind spun, connecting pieces. If this was true… then the Mourning Depths wasn't just a battleground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a slaughterhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice suddenly echoed in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's talking about people like us. Those who already possess Infernal Demon Tattoos.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That voice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Klaus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Klaus winked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max's eyes narrowed. 'He spoke to me… without speaking?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—another voice in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kid, it's just a small trick. But you need Vital Essence to do it. Don't overthink it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded absently, but his thoughts didn't stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ability… it was useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the right moment, in a life-or-death situation, this could mean survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His curiosity burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would learn this technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, he focused back on the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rules were clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But more importantly—so were the hidden truths.\u003C\u002Fp>",1486,"2026-05-29T02:56:42.303Z","2026-06-01T04:29:01.835Z",1,"novelbin.me","00c191481402649d62716dd73c98f547ea39616620e37a25f8de0cb6ba527922","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-297","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-295",1648,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-cover.jpg"]