Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Chapter 874: A Divine Rank expert



"I was looking for someone like you." There was no hostility in his tone, only a peculiar warmth, as if he had stumbled upon something rare and precious.

Then, turning slightly, he glanced toward the woman surnamed Nell, his expression softening to one of polite amusement. "It seems you’ve encountered some trouble," he said, his laughter clear, almost gentle, carrying a peculiar charm that washed over the soul like a spring breeze after winter frost. Even in this grim, yin-soaked cavern, his presence seemed to bring light.

Nell, however, felt none of that comfort. The chilling aura that radiated from this mysterious young man unsettled her deeply, though she tried to hide it behind cold eyes and an icy tone. "Who are you?" she demanded, her knuckles whitening on the handle of her whip.

The young man didn’t flinch. He simply smiled wider, his voice calm and unshaken, as though speaking an undeniable truth. "If I were you, I’d leave here immediately."

His words, soft and calm as they were, felt like a divine command.

Nell’s jaw clenched. She was already furious at losing the soul-nourishing grass to Max and furious at Max killing her junior brother Jamie. Giving up now? Impossible. "Don’t even think about it!" she spat.

Her whip cracked violently as it sliced through the air. But instead of striking the mysterious young man, she angled her wrist, sending the whip lashing toward Max, hoping to coil around him and drag him back. She’d take him hostage if she couldn’t kill him outright.

The mysterious young man’s smile faded into one of soft disappointment as he muttered almost playfully, "You dare to do that in front of me?" His tone carried no visible anger, but the weight behind his words was so heavy it made Max’s skin prickle.

In one graceful motion, the young man extended his right hand from the wide sleeve of his robe. It was pale white, smooth and refined, looking more like a sculpted piece of jade than a human hand. With the casualness of someone brushing dust from a table, he lifted his palm and struck forward.

"Whoosh!"

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