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title: "Chapter 1392: Revona’s Strange Ability"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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Max’s expression did not change outwardly, but his mind moved swiftly as he replied through the same silent channel. "I could not care less," he answered calmly. "And seeing through fate should be impossible in the Divine Realm because of the laws that govern this world. How are you able to see the fate of others at all? As far as I know, the only time I could glimpse vague traces of fate was when I stood at the peak of the mortal realm just before ascending, and even then those visions were indistinct and unclear of people way weaker than me."

He continued without hesitation, his thoughts sharp and focused. "There is not much difference between our cultivation levels, so tell me how you are able to see my fate at all."

Revona fell silent for a brief moment, as though she were weighing his words with care. When she finally responded, her voice carried a hint of amusement. "If you can defeat me, then I will show you how I am able to see through the fate of others," she said softly. "But that knowledge is something you will only earn if you truly defeat me."

"Do not forget your words," Max replied, his tone steady and resolute, carrying neither arrogance nor fear.

All of these exchanges occurred through voice transmission, hidden beneath their calm expressions and measured stances, and the entire conversation passed in only a few heartbeats. To the onlookers, it seemed as though nothing had happened at all, yet for Max, the weight of those few seconds felt heavier than the entire battle he had just fought.

"Let us fight then," Max said with a smile that concealed the unease building within him, even as every instinct continued to scream that the woman standing before him was far more dangerous than she appeared.

"Make your move," Revona replied calmly, her tone unhurried and almost indifferent, as though she were inviting something she had already foreseen.

Max did not waste a single moment. The Storm King’s Inheritance surged to life within him, and Extreme Speed activated in full, turning his body into a streak of violent lightning as he appeared directly in front of her.

He gathered the full might of twelve hundred Draconic Essences and drew deeply from the Vein of Origin, the first among the Seven Divine Veins, pushing his physical power to a terrifying peak. His fist tore through the air, carrying enough force to shatter mountains and overwhelm eighth level Rebirth Realm geniuses without question.

Revona moved just as swiftly. She raised her hand and caught his fist.

There was no explosion, no shockwave, no violent collision of power. It felt as though Max’s punch had not struck a human hand at all, but something that erased strength itself. In that instant, all the power he had poured into his fist vanished, leaving behind nothing more than the sensation of an ordinary, powerless strike.

"What?" Max’s eyes widened in disbelief. Before his thoughts could settle, he threw another punch with even greater force, yet once again Revona caught his fist with effortless precision, her grip light and unyielding at the same time.

A chill ran through Max’s spine. He frowned deeply and unleashed a rapid barrage of punches, each strike infused with enough strength to crush elite geniuses of the Rebirth Realm. His fists moved faster and faster, lightning flashing around his arms as the attacks rained down without pause.

Yet Revona blocked every single strike with ease. Her movements were minimal and almost casual, as though she were brushing away falling leaves rather than stopping devastating blows. What terrified Max more than anything else was the sensation that accompanied each impact.

Every time his fist met her hand, the strength within it was swallowed completely, disappearing into an unseen abyss. There was no resistance, no clash of power, only absolute negation.

From the perspective of the onlookers, it appeared as though Max was merely throwing a flurry of fast but meaningless punches, strikes that lacked any true destructive force.

"What is he doing?" Matthew Grimes frowned as he watched the exchange, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

The other six leaders were equally confused. They had all witnessed Max’s previous battle and knew well the frightening power he possessed, so watching him attack with what seemed like ordinary punches made no sense to them at all. The discrepancy between what they expected and what they were seeing left them unsettled and uncertain.

High above the arena, Lady Virelia’s expression turned extremely solemn as her gaze remained fixed on the masked woman. Her eyes carried a depth of seriousness that none of the others had noticed before, and although she said nothing, it was clear that she understood something the rest did not.

Only Clan Head Raven was smiling. She knew that every battle involving Revona ended in this same inexplicable manner. She had questioned Revona many times about this strange ability, and each time the answer had been the same, that it was merely an ability granted by her class. Yet deep down, Clan Head Raven suspected there was far more to it than that.

She sensed that Revona was hiding secrets far greater than anyone realized, but she had never dared to press the issue. Revona was her clan’s disciple, and more importantly, there was a persistent, unsettling feeling in her heart that opposing Revona directly would lead to consequences she could not afford to face.

’Every time I see this, it shocks me,’ Clan Head Jeremy thought as he stared at the scene before him, his eyes fixed on Revona as she effortlessly blocked Max’s fists, the very same fists that had sent Jonathan flying with overwhelming force only moments ago.

The contrast was too stark to ignore, and no matter how many times he witnessed it, the sight never failed to leave him shaken.

His thoughts drifted back to three months earlier, when he had gone to the Dark Phoenix Clan to discuss the matter of Max taking away the sword of the Sword Sovereign. It was during that visit that he had learned of Revona’s existence for the first time.

At the time, he had only intended to negotiate and observe, yet what he witnessed there had left an indelible mark on him. Seeing Revona display that strange and unfathomable ability had shocked him to his very core, because it defied everything he understood about strength, cultivation, and the laws governing the Divine Realm.

Even now, as he watched her battle Max in the arena, that same feeling surged within him once again. The disbelief, the unease, and the faint sense of dread all returned in full force, reminding him that Revona was an existence that simply could not be measured by ordinary standards.