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title: "Chapter 1433: Second Trial Begins!"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1440
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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After Lady Virelila’s wager had been sealed, the atmosphere within the dome settled into a heavy silence. The murmurs between halls gradually faded, replaced by a tense anticipation that lingered in the air like the calm before a storm.

Max stood quietly among the disciples of the Thirty Third Hall, his eyes slowly closing as he withdrew his attention inward.

He did not allow himself to be distracted by the presence of Isabella Lumin, nor by the imposing aura of Zain Heron, nor even by the glowing Red Horn Dragon bone that had briefly appeared before him.

All of that would matter later. For now, his breathing became slow and steady. He regulated the circulation of his Divine Essence as he ran the Primordial Elemental Scripture, stabilizing the flow through his meridians and the single opened divine vein within his body.

The faint heat radiating from the golden path ahead brushed against his senses, yet he did not resist it. Instead, he allowed himself to grow familiar with it.

Time passed quietly.

Nearly an hour later, movement stirred above the center of the dome. Grand Elder Waller once again appeared in midair, his figure hovering above the entrance of the golden path. His presence commanded immediate attention, and conversations ceased at once.

"I take it you all have been informed about the Path to Eternal Flames," Grand Elder Waller began, his voice resonating clearly across the vast dome.

He paused briefly, scanning the gathered disciples from the Thirty Six Halls.

"There is no time limit for this trial," he continued. "You may proceed at your own pace. You are allowed to adapt gradually to the flames as you advance deeper into the path. However, do not mistake the absence of time restriction as leniency. The further you go, the harsher the pressure becomes."

His gaze sharpened.

"The deeper you advance, the greater the rewards you may obtain. Endure for as long as you can. You will be eliminated only when you lose consciousness within the path. Until that moment, you are free to push your limits."

The golden path beneath him shimmered faintly as if responding to his declaration.

With finality in his tone, Grand Elder Waller said, "Now, all disciples, enter the Path to Eternal Flames."

His words carried the authority of judgment.

Immediately, movement erupted across the dome. Disciples from all Thirty Six Halls began stepping forward in organized groups, each hall following its own formation. The floating screens above flickered brighter, preparing to display the progress of those who would soon enter.

Lady Virelila turned toward her disciples one last time.𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"You all go ahead and do your best," she said calmly, though her eyes carried unmistakable expectation.

The disciples of the Thirty Third Hall nodded firmly.

At the front stood Aden, Dale, and Jane, the top three disciples of the hall. Their expressions were resolute, their auras already stirring faintly in preparation. Without hesitation, they stepped forward toward the golden path.

Behind them followed Max, Carl, and Laura, forming the next group. The rest of the hall’s disciples trailed closely behind, their footsteps echoing faintly against the polished floor of the dome.

As Max approached the entrance of the golden path, he felt the heat intensify noticeably. The air before him shimmered with dense flame energy. It was not an ordinary flame that burned outwardly. It was a pervasive force that seeped into one’s body, testing resistance from within.

He opened his eyes slowly.

The path stretched forward like a river of molten gold, vanishing into layers of distorted heat waves in the distance. Beyond the first stretch, the entrance to the second pillar could barely be discerned, obscured by a deeper crimson glow.

Aden stepped onto the golden surface first.

The moment his foot made contact, a surge of black flame energy erupted subtly around him, enveloping his body in an invisible pressure. He did not retreat. Instead, he clenched his jaw and took another step forward.

Dale and Jane followed immediately after.

Then Max stepped forward.

The instant his foot touched the golden path, a wave of scorching force rushed through his body. It did not attack like a beast. It pressed against his skin, seeped into his muscles, and attempted to invade his meridians. The heat was fierce, yet refined. It sought weaknesses rather than brute destruction.

Max inhaled slowly as he circulated his Divine Essence to handle the flaming pressure.

Behind him, Carl and Laura stepped onto the path, their expressions tightening as they felt the weight of the first pillar.

One by one, disciples from the other halls entered as well. Across the floating screens above, scenes began to display from different angles, showing the progress of each hall’s disciples as they advanced into the first of the Thirty Six Pillars of Eternal Flames.

The trial had begun.

The moment the disciples fully stepped onto the golden surface, the Path to Eternal Flames revealed its true nature. What appeared calm from afar transformed into a relentless sea of scorching pressure the deeper they ventured. The heat was not merely external. It seeped into bones and meridians, pressing against bloodline and spirit alike.

Very soon, the differences in foundation and strength became unmistakable.

At the very front were the leading figures of the various halls. Dale, Jane, and Aden from the Thirty Third Hall moved with steady momentum, their auras stabilizing the flames around them as they advanced.

From other halls, similarly formidable disciples surged forward with controlled confidence. These were individuals who had honed their bodies and bloodlines to a refined state. The first hundred miles passed under their feet without significant hesitation.

By the time they crossed the three hundred mile mark, faint distortions began to form in the air around them. The flames grew denser, and the golden glow beneath their feet deepened into a darker shade, laced with streaks of black fire.

Yet the leading group did not falter. Some released subtle draconic transformations, scales faintly appearing over their arms. Others reinforced their bodies with concentrated flame essence. Their progress was not reckless. It was measured, deliberate, and relentless.

Soon, several among them approached the one thousand mile mark, which signified the end of the first pillar. The heat near the boundary intensified sharply, forming swirling columns of flame that lashed outward like testing whips.

Yet the strongest among this first group pushed through. Dale’s expression tightened but remained composed as he took his final steps across the boundary. Jane followed closely, her aura burning with controlled intensity. Aden’s footsteps were heavy yet unwavering as he crossed the threshold.

They became the first group to complete the first pillar.