[{"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-304":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},130902,198,"Chapter 304: A Map","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-304",304,"\u003Cp>\"Let's go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Man Grey didn't wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped into the spatial gate, his body swallowed by the swirling mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his foot crossed the threshold, a strange pull tugged at his very being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A feeling of being sucked into an entirely different world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling mist wrapped around him, and the Divine Palace vanished from view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, more squads stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More figures disappeared into the hazy void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each squad containing exactly ten geniuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one vanishing into the Mourning Depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until only the leaders were left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Palace Master Hugh looked around at the remaining leaders of the various regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smirk played on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, only we are left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was casual, but there was an underlying weight to his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze flickered over the assembled kings, guild masters, and top-ranked warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—he stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as the leaders prepared to enter, a voice interrupted them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke slowly, deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her words?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stopped everyone in their tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Mourning Depths is very old… perhaps the oldest forbidden land in the Lower Domain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone wasn't surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her next words?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sent a ripple through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you all wonder how this came to be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How the Mourning Depths was created?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What history led to this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a question that held far too much weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A question that, if truly pursued, could change their entire understanding of this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Mourning Depths had always existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the beginning of recorded history, it had been a constant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It erupted every three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It devoured those who failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rewarded those who conquered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had simply become part of their world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cycle. A tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something no one questioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in the end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't here for answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were here for treasures. For Bone Frames. For Domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the leaders dismissed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did it matter how it began?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It existed. That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were some who couldn't help but wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some who felt a strange pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what if—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if the truth of the Mourning Depths was far more terrifying than they had ever imagined?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what if—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been blindly walking into something they never truly understood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Magnar's eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was one such person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike most of the other leaders, he cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mourning Depths' mysteries had always intrigued him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn't just curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every three years, he and Envoy Lucas ventured deeper than the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time, they stayed longer. Explored more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never found anything new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same ruins. The same dangers. The same unknowns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their efforts had been meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how deep they went, they never uncovered the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Azula spoke those words, his focus sharpened immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you suggest?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight behind those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azula smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew she had their attention now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply said three words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have a map.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left her lips—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire hall froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—sharp intakes of breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shock. Disbelief. Suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what she was claiming—should be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For millennia, the greatest explorers, the strongest warriors, the most brilliant minds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all tried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tried to chart the Mourning Depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tried to create even the vaguest of maps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they all failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the paths always changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every eruption shifted the terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every route twisted and altered itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most advanced formations, the most precise tracking artifacts—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A map was simply impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Azula to claim she had one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was—dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leaders' breaths grew shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their minds raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some wanted to call her bluff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some wanted to demand proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And some?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were already calculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if this was true—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then everything they thought they knew about the Mourning Depths…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because a map of Mourning Depths simply couldn't exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Envoy Lucas's eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm, but his words carried sharp intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How accurate is this thing? And what is your source?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of his question hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't something anyone could ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A map of the Mourning Depths was unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she truly had one, it would change everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if she was lying…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would be consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azula smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden eyes glowed with amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We will know about the accuracy once we are inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple, evasive answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her next words carried even more weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for the source? I trust my source more than any of you here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—a cold silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her statement made everyone frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if her words were true…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then this wasn't just some fabricated scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, there was no benefit in lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one would gain anything by falsely claiming to have a map of the Mourning Depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was useless as a deception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was fake, they would know immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Azula was so confident, then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she really have a genuine map?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Magnar remained silent for a long moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind processed everything. Calculated the risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—he made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cut through the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once we enter the 1000-mile area, we will follow your lead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp warning followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But only after we confirm the authenticity of the map.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of approval passed through Envoy Lucas's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wise approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A balance between opportunity and caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azula's lips curled into a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had expected this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a deal then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was pleased. Certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Palace Master Hugh exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been waiting long enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's get going then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, he stepped forward—vanishing into the entrance of the Mourning Depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one—the other leaders followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Palace, once filled with tension, was now empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true expedition had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>",1044,"2026-05-29T02:56:42.303Z","2026-06-01T04:29:01.835Z",1,"novelbin.me","c4b93b13333ddce46c6728606b4aba8788081e908d70f7b0e7c36b37d55fb28b","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-305","dimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-chapter-303",1648,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimensional-keeper-all-my-skills-are-at-level-10-cover.jpg"]