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title: "Chapter 1413: Three True Disciples Spots!"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1420
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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The instant the five figures appeared in the air, the noisy murmurs that had filled the central hub vanished as if someone had flipped a switch. A suffocating silence spread across the massive gathering, tens of thousands of disciples instinctively holding their breath as their gazes shot upward.

"Elders... they are the elders!"

"All five of them are here!"

"Look, Elder Virelia is among them!"

Whispers broke out in hushed tones, filled with awe and disbelief, before quickly dying down again under the pressure of the five figures’ presence. These were the five elders of the Thirty Third Hall, beings who stood far above ordinary disciples.

Max’s gaze lingered briefly on Elder Virelia, who stood calmly among the group, her expression composed as ever. Beside her was another female elder, while the remaining three were male elders, each radiating an authority that made even peak Rebirth Realm disciples feel small.

One of the elders stepped forward, his figure moving slightly ahead of the others as his voice echoed clearly across the entire hub.

"Those of you who do not know me," he said calmly, yet with a weight that pressed down on every listener, "I am the First Elder of the Thirty Third Hall, Roger. You may address me as Elder Roger."

A ripple ran through the crowd.

"First Elder..."

"That is Elder Roger himself..."

"We rarely see him and now he is here today."

Elder Roger continued without pause, his gaze sweeping over the countless disciples below. "Today marks the beginning of the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial. This is one of the grandest occasions of the Black Dragon Palace."

The disciples straightened unconsciously, their hearts beginning to race.

"This time," Elder Roger said, his voice steady, "the results of the trials have already produced remarkable outcomes. From the core disciples’ trials, five disciples with truly outstanding performances were selected and promoted to true disciples. From the inner disciples, three more earned that honor."

A wave of shock rippled through the crowd.

"Five from the core disciples?"

"Three from the inner disciples too?"

"True disciples... already?"

Before anyone could fully process that information, Elder Roger’s next words struck like thunder.

"And now," he said, his tone turning slightly heavier, "the outer disciples also have three spots for true disciples. If your performance is exceptional, you may be chosen as one of those three."

For a brief moment, the entire hub fell into stunned silence.

Then it exploded.

"What?! Outer disciples can become true disciples?"

"Three spots... for us?"

"Am I hearing this right?"

"This has never happened before!"

The shock was overwhelming, but it was quickly swallowed by surging excitement. Becoming a core disciple was already the dream of nearly every disciple in the Black Dragon Palace, a position of status and respect that many could only aspire to.

Yet true disciples stood even higher. They were the true pillars of the palace, the representatives who carried the name of the Black Dragon Palace and even the Black Dragon Clan itself into competitions across the Divine Realm.

And now, outer disciples were being given a chance.

A real chance.

"How can anyone stay calm after hearing this?"

"If I become a true disciple..."

"My entire future would change!"

Eyes burned with ambition, fists clenched unconsciously, and hearts pounded wildly as the reality of Elder Roger’s words sank in. Excitement and determination spread like wildfire through the sea of disciples, each of them realizing that this Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial was no longer just about rewards.

It was a chance to change their destiny.

"However, those three spots for true disciples are for the entirety of the Thirty Six Halls," Elder Roger said calmly, a faint smile still resting on his face as his words echoed across the vast central hub.

For a single heartbeat, the world seemed to freeze.

Then chaos erupted.

"What?! The three spots are shared among all thirty six halls? This is over. It is completely over for me!"

"I thought I at least had a chance in the Thirty Third Hall, but if all the halls are included then my strength is nothing special anymore. Compared to them, I am just average."

"Damn it... I was already imagining myself stepping into the ranks of true disciples."

Yet amidst the despair, a few calmer voices began to speak, their tones filled with reluctant acceptance rather than outrage.

"Think about it carefully. This is the position of true disciple we are talking about. How could it possibly be that easy to obtain?"

"If each hall had three spots, that would mean one hundred and eight true disciples in total. That number is absurd. The Black Dragon Palace has existed for countless years and even now the total number of true disciples has never crossed a hundred."

"Exactly. True disciples are supposed to be rare. They are the pride of the palace. This arrangement actually makes sense."

Even so, the shock from Elder Roger’s announcement had already spread deep into the hearts of the gathered disciples. Many who had been burning with excitement just moments ago now felt their hope being doused by cold reality. Within their own halls, they might be considered geniuses or even top tier talents, but when placed against the combined elites of all thirty six halls, that confidence quickly crumbled.

The competition between the halls was brutal. A disciple who stood near the top of one hall could easily find themselves only average when compared to the monsters cultivated by other halls. This realization weighed heavily on the crowd, turning excitement into anxiety and anticipation into pressure.

Around Max, the atmosphere shifted noticeably. Carl’s smile faded slightly, while Laura fell silent, her brows knitting together as she processed the implications. All around them, disciples clenched their fists or stared ahead in tense silence, each one forced to confront the same thought.

Only three.

Out of all thirty six halls.

The Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial had just transformed from an opportunity into a battlefield where only the absolute best would survive.

"But this is not the end of the rewards," Elder Roger said with a calm smile, his voice once again drawing everyone’s attention back to him. "In fact, the opportunity to become one of the three true disciples is only the highest reward among many."

The heavy atmosphere that had settled over the crowd wavered slightly as his words sank in. Many disciples who had been plunged into despair moments ago lifted their heads again, their eyes filled with cautious curiosity.

"There are still numerous rewards awaiting all of you," Elder Roger continued steadily. "As long as your performance in the trial is outstanding, you will not leave empty handed. Cultivation resources, inheritance techniques, rare treasures, and opportunities that you would normally never have access to will be distributed based on merit."

A low murmur spread through the crowd once more, no longer filled with despair but with renewed interest.

"So even if we cannot become true disciples..."

"We can still gain powerful inheritances and resources."

"That alone could change our future."

Elder Roger’s gaze swept across the sea of disciples, his expression composed yet carrying an unmistakable authority. "The Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial exists to test not only your strength, but also your potential, your perseverance, and your ability to stand out among countless peers. Those who perform well will be remembered, even if they do not claim the highest honor."

Hearing this, many disciples felt their hearts steady once more. While the three spots for true disciples remained an almost unattainable peak, the promise of substantial rewards reignited their fighting spirit. For most of them, even a single rare inheritance or a batch of top tier resources could elevate their cultivation and alter the course of their lives.

The despair that had threatened to overwhelm the gathering slowly transformed into determination. The trial was no longer just about becoming a true disciple. It had become a chance to prove their worth, to seize what they could, and to carve out their own path within the Black Dragon Palace.

And now, with Elder Roger’s words hanging in the air, the anticipation for the Thirty Six Hall Grand Trial burned brighter than ever.