First, this world was boundlessly vast, incomparably immense.
The Nineteen Provinces lay at the heart of the world, yet they were merely its center. To the north stretched the endless grasslands; to the east, the vast ocean; to the west, small desert nations stood in great numbers; and to the south lay the Great Food Country, which had always coveted the Nineteen Provinces, that land blessed with nature's finest treasures.
Farther still were places no one had ever heard of, though that did not mean they did not exist.
Beyond its boundless territory, what was even more remarkable was that the world brimmed with spiritual energy and primordial qi of every kind and attribute. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, lightning, stars, dragon qi, and more—even those who had attained the Dao could hardly peer through them all. Their sheer abundance gave martial arts the possibility of flourishing in full splendor.
Xiang Yang believed that the distinction between low martial, middle martial, high martial, and even Divine Martial worlds ultimately came down to the quantity and nature of their primordial qi. After all, worlds too had foundations and reserves.
Give someone the divine art Seven Limits of Heaven Devouring Earth Annihilation, and even if they trained it to the pinnacle, once they entered a low martial world where they could not even draw upon the world's primordial qi, its power would inevitably be greatly diminished. It might even lose the very essence of a divine art.
Without question, the world of the Nineteen Provinces was a true Divine Martial World. A person from a low martial world could at most reach the peak of the Acquired Realm here; the limit of a middle martial world was no more than great accomplishment in the Innate Realm. As for the end of high