Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 546: Max’s Turn

‘Is that the reason I am sensing a godlike presence from the painting?’ Max suddenly thought, his brows knitting together as he gazed deeply at the Nine Dragons Painting.

The aura he felt—it wasn’t just ancient or sacred. It was overwhelming, divine in a way that made even the gods spoken of in myths seem lesser.

When Lady Virelia mentioned that the three Supreme Masters had left behind fragments of their souls within the original painting, something clicked inside him. It wasn’t ridiculous anymore, not far-fetched at all.

If those fragments were real—if even a trace of their will lingered inside that canvas—then it would explain why he alone among everyone present could feel the oppressive, majestic pressure radiating from it.

The others didn’t even flinch. They stood calmly, unaware, because perhaps their bloodlines weren’t strong enough to register the echo of such vast, ancient souls. But his? His bloodline was different. Max knew this now more than ever. It was the purest in the entire city, maybe even beyond.

It resonated not just with the inheritances but with the very source of the Black Dragon Palace itself. And perhaps that was why, in the presence of the Nine Dragons Painting, he alone felt as though he were being watched… as though the eyes of the three creators were already upon him, waiting.

“Oh there she is, finally entering the 7th floor,” Jason said, his voice carrying a strange calmness as his gaze remained fixed on the glowing dot slowly ascending within the Nine Dragons Painting. “The previous two times she attempted this, it was one of the three Supreme Masters on the seventh floor who brought her to a halt. No matter how far she pushed her inheritances, no matter how refined her concepts were, she still couldn’t break through.”