With Lyra's arrangements, Max soon stood before one of the Leveling Chambers in the depths of the Great Ruler Empire. It looked deceptively plain from the outside, like a smooth jade door etched with countless glowing runes.
But the moment he stepped inside, he felt the difference—it was an isolated space, vast and boundless, yet stable. The very air hummed with balance, carrying the exact same feel as the outside world. No distortion. No false laws.
It was perfect.
Without wasting time, Max sat down at the center of the chamber. His body glowed faintly as he pulled out the cores he had collected. Power surged through him, his Three Dimensional Body mapping every fluctuation, his soul sharpening with the clarity of his Blue Soul, and his physique roaring as draconic essences stirred.
Cracks appeared in his current realm, a storm building within his core.
And then, with a thunderous breath—Max shattered the barrier.
