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title: "Chapter 208: Soul Force leaking"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 208
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Aurelia’s voice was calm but firm.

"They’re here for the Mourning Depths of the West Region."

Her gaze sharpened.

"The Lost Continent’s Abyssal Realm and the West Region’s Mourning Depths—two of the most dangerous zones in the Lower Domain. But also the most mysterious."

She paused, letting the weight of her words settle.

"The Envoy and his team plan to explore the Mourning Depths. Rumors say both the Abyssal Realm and the Mourning Depths hide treasures… and secrets from ten thousand years ago."

Her voice lowered.

"Secrets of the war that happened ten thousand years ago."

Max hadn’t expected this.

The truth behind their journey to Valora Continent ran deeper than he imagined.

And now—

Everything clicked into place.

His sister’s words echoed in his mind. An opportunity hidden deep within the Mourning Depths.

At the time, he had dismissed it as just another one of Freya’s cryptic hints. But now—

The Envoy from the Lost Continent was heading there too.

That changed everything.

A surge of temptation stirred inside him.

’Is this fate… or something more?’

His gaze sharpened. He turned to Aurelia.

"Are we—the Five Guilds and the Four Families—going in with them?"

Aurelia’s eyes flickered.

For a moment, she said nothing.

Then—

She answered.

"No. The entire exploration of the Mourning Depths will be led by the Envoy and the King of the West. If anyone else wishes to enter, they’ll have to join them."

She paused, her expression turning grave.

"The Mourning Depths is a forbidden land where death is as common as breathing. That’s why only one team—under the Envoy and the King of the West—will be allowed to explore."

Her gaze darkened.

"There won’t be separate teams for other regions. If they want in, they follow the Envoy’s lead."

"I see." Max murmured, his mind racing.

The Mourning Depths—a land of death and opportunity.

His sister had emphasized its value, despite the danger. And now, with the Envoy and the King of the West leading the expedition, there was no better way to enter.

If he was going to step into that forbidden land—

He would do it with them.

’The King of the West must know that place inside out. Sticking with his team would be the safest bet.’

A calculated choice. A necessary one.

But there was one more thing—

’I need to leave a good impression on the Envoy.’

If he offended them now, his chances of joining the exploration team would vanish.

Max’s gaze flickered with determination.

He couldn’t let that happen.

"Let’s go... This portal leads directly to the one before the Envoy’s Villa." Aurelia said, stepping forward.

Without hesitation, she entered—vanishing in an instant.

One by one, the others followed.

Max took a step toward the portal when—

"Max."

A voice called out.

He turned.

Sophia.

Her expression was solemn, her gaze firm.

"Be careful of the Envoy this time."

Max met her eyes and smiled.

"Don’t worry, Master."

With that, he turned and stepped into the portal.

In the next breath—

He vanished from the Phoenix Order Guild.

***

Stepping through the portal—

Max found himself in the middle of a vast garden.

Lush greenery stretched around him, vibrant flowers blooming under the soft glow of floating lanterns. The air carried a faint, floral fragrance.

Hundreds of people were gathered—talking, laughing, exchanging pleasantries. Powerful figures from different factions, their robes adorned with emblems of their respective forces.

But the moment Phoenix Order Guild arrived—

The atmosphere shifted.

Conversations halted. Laughter faded.

Every gaze in the garden turned toward them.

Toward him.

Max could feel it—the weight of their stares. Some curious. Some intrigued. Others… wary.

"Look! Max is here with the Phoenix Order Guild!"

"Wait… shouldn’t they have expelled him? Do they really want to risk angering the Monarch?"

"Damn, he looks even younger in person… and yet, he’s the strongest genius of the continent."

"Hold on… now that you mention it, he doesn’t look older than fifteen. A fifteen-year-old being the strongest? That’s terrifying."

"No doubt. He’s a monster through and through."

The murmurs spread like wildfire.

In the next moment—

The crowd surged forward, surrounding the Phoenix Order Guild.

All eyes locked onto Max. Some filled with awe. Others with caution. A few… with envy.

Max let out a wry smile.

’Damn, this is crazy.’

"Everyone, you shouldn’t treat our guests like that!"

A powerful voice rang out, cutting through the murmurs.

In an instant—

A middle-aged man appeared in the air above them.

Black hair. Calm expression. No visible aura.

Yet, the moment he spoke, the crowd immediately parted, stepping away from Max and the Phoenix Order Guild without hesitation.

Despite his ordinary presence—

Everyone obeyed.

The man descended gracefully, his steps light as air.

"Phoenix Order Guild, welcome to the Villa. The Envoy is expecting you."

He smiled, gesturing for them to follow.

Aurelia returned the smile, her voice steady.

"It’s an honor to be here."

Without another word, she led Max and the others forward.

As they walked, Bruce moved closer, lowering his voice.

"We’ve never been treated this well before."

His tone carried a hint of disbelief.

"Every time our guild came to this Villa in the past, we were barely acknowledged. Being personally welcomed? That’s an honor reserved only for guests from the West."

He paused, then added—

"But something’s different this time."

Max’s gaze flickered.

If Bruce hadn’t told him, he wouldn’t have known.

Being greeted by someone from the Envoy’s team wasn’t normal.

’It seems his intentions toward me are good… for now.’

Max studied Bruce for a brief moment before smirking.

"I guess the title of the strongest genius of Valora Continent isn’t just for show."

His words were light—

But the meaning behind them ran deep.

"Hmm, hmm, that is how things should be for the strongest genius."

Aion, walking beside them, nodded in agreement.

Max glanced at him, lowering his voice.

"You’re new? What’s your name?"

Aion smirked.

"Don’t you already know?"

Max’s steps faltered for a brief moment.

He hadn’t expected that.

Aion had figured it out.

He knew Max was the masked figure—the one who had led him to the Phoenix Order Guild.

Max’s voice dropped even lower.

"How did you find out? I was sure I changed my voice when I spoke to you."

Aion chuckled, his expression amused.

"My class is one of the rare soul-related types."

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His eyes gleamed.

"And you… your soul is like a walking light bulb in the dead of night."

Max narrowed his eyes.

"I can sense it from miles away."

Aion continued, his tone casual, but his words sharp.

"I’ve never seen a soul this strong in the Apprentice Rank. So, when I saw you again as Max, recognizing you wasn’t exactly difficult."

Max frowned, his expression darkening.

He had believed his soul force was well hidden—suppressed beyond detection.

But now—

He realized how wrong he was.

His suppression had meant nothing in front of a specialist.

Just then, the blob’s voice echoed in his mind.

"Don’t overthink it, Max. Suppressing your overwhelming soul force at the Apprentice Rank is next to impossible. Your body will keep emitting its presence no matter how much you try to contain it."

Max’s eyes narrowed.

’I see…’

His face turned solemn.

’Does this mean anyone can sense my soul force?’

The blob responded immediately.

"No. Only those who specialize in souls."

Max exhaled, nodding in relief.