Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 1723 Karo's Pseudo Cosmic Path!

The entire arena sank.

Cracks spread across the ground beneath Max's feet, and the ruined stones around him were crushed into powder before the attack even landed. The pressure was so overwhelming that many people outside the arena felt their chests tighten despite the barrier separating them from the battlefield.

Nick's expression changed slightly, and even the golden-haired elven prince narrowed his eyes as he watched how Max would respond.

Max looked up.

Then he laughed.

He bent his knees slightly, clenched his right fist, and punched straight upward.

There was no Star Fist.

There was no Seven Divine Veins.

There was no additional burst of Draconic Essences beyond the physical strength already raging inside his transformed body.

It was only a punch.

A punch backed by a body so terrifyingly strong that it no longer seemed human.

Boom!

Max's fist collided with the descending demonic palm, and the entire arena shook as if two mountains had smashed into each other. The massive palm stopped in midair for a brief instant, and the ancient marks across its surface flashed violently as Karo poured more demonic energy into it, trying to crush Max beneath its weight.

Max's grin remained unchanged.

His fist pushed upward.

Crack!

A long crack appeared across the demonic palm.

Karo's expression changed.

Max stepped forward, his arm muscles tightening beneath the black dragon scales, and with one more burst of raw strength, he punched through the entire Burial Demon Palm.

Bang!

The huge demonic palm exploded above him.

A storm of black energy scattered across the arena, and the pressure that had nearly buried the battlefield vanished in an instant. Broken waves of demonic force swept across Max's body, but he stood beneath them with his fist still raised, his dragon scales untouched and his gaze locked on Karo.

"Third attack."

Max slowly lowered his fist.

The Combat Hall was completely silent.

Three attacks.

Three powerful attacks that Karo had used many times before to crush humans who had reached the tenth battle.

One had struck Max's back and failed.

One had surrounded him with nine piercing spears and failed.

One had descended from above with overwhelming suppression and failed.

Max had blocked them all with physical strength alone.

Karo stood opposite him, his face no longer carrying the same casual smile from before. His crimson eyes stared at Max with cold intensity, and the dark aura around his body slowly became deeper, more dangerous, and far more serious.

Max tilted his head slightly and looked at him with that same fearless grin.

"Now," he said, his voice calm but arrogant enough to shake the pride of every demon present, "are you ready to use your real strength? Your Pseudo Cosmic Path?"

The moment those words echoed across Arena Seven, the atmosphere inside the Combat Hall changed once again.

Many demons outside the arena felt their expressions stiffen, because although they knew Karo was terrifyingly strong, very few of them had actually seen him use his Pseudo Cosmic Path with their own eyes.

In the Cosmic Ascension Conference, every participant treated their Pseudo Cosmic Path as one of their greatest trump cards, and unless they were forced into a dangerous situation, most geniuses would never reveal it so early.

After all, this conference was not a single battle. It was a brutal competition filled with monsters from different races, and once a powerful trump card was exposed, others would begin studying it, preparing against it, and looking for weaknesses.

Karo stared at Max for several breaths.

Then he slowly laughed.

The irritation in his eyes did not disappear, but it was gradually covered by something darker and more dangerous. It was not simple anger. It was excitement.

He had entered the arena thinking that Max was only a fat sheep carrying one million Killing Points, but after those three attacks failed, he could no longer see Max as ordinary prey.

This human's body was absurdly strong, his dragon scales were almost impossible to break, and his confidence was not merely empty arrogance.

For the first time, Karo felt that crushing Max might actually be enjoyable.

"I truly did not expect this," Karo said slowly, his crimson eyes fixed on Max. "I never thought I would have to use my Pseudo Cosmic Path this early in the Cosmic Ascension Conference."

His voice was calm, but every demon outside the arena heard the weight hidden inside his words.

The humans became tense.

The elves focused their gazes.

Nick's fists tightened again.

Among the elves, the golden-haired elven prince leaned forward slightly, and even the silver-haired elven woman beside him stared at Karo with solemn eyes, because she had already used her own Pseudo Cosmic Path against Max and had been crushed, so she understood very well that if Karo dared to reveal his at this moment, then it meant his path had to be far more terrifying than ordinary comprehension.

Karo's grin widened.

"But you are worthy," he said. "A human who can block my three attacks with physical strength alone is at least worthy enough to witness my Pseudo Cosmic Path."

As soon as those words fell, the dark demonic energy around Karo disappeared.

It did not scatter.

It did not weaken.

It simply sank into his body in an instant, and for a brief moment, Karo's aura became completely silent.

That silence was terrifying.

It felt like the moment before a corpse opened its eyes.

Then the arena darkened.

A black-red light spread from beneath Karo's feet, and in the next breath, countless cracks appeared across the shattered battlefield. From those cracks, thick strands of abyssal mist rose slowly, and within that mist, countless faint silhouettes began to appear.

Some looked like broken warriors. Some looked like beasts. Some looked like demons. Some looked like humans. Their forms were incomplete, their faces were distorted, and their bodies seemed to be made from smoke, blood, resentment, and death.

The air became heavy with despair.

Karo slowly raised both hands.

"Pseudo Cosmic Path," he said softly. "Abyssal Grave of the Fallen."