For Xu Kun, after breaking through to the third realm, the road ahead would be smooth sailing, at least until he entered the Saint Realm.
In the past, if he had wanted to, he could have rapidly broken through realms, but naturally, he would never do something that damaged his foundation.
There was still a last-place elimination match to be fought in the First Tier War. As a race without its own independent race battlefield, they did not have race leaders like the major races on the Myriad Races Battlefield, who were exempt from the Battlefield Rule's realm restrictions.
Therefore, as the Lord of the Wild Race, Xu Kun could only face everything in the Second Tier War with the strength of the third realm.
And now, he needed to bring his third realm to great perfection and prepare to break through to the fourth realm.
His Dao was already complete. What came next was as simple as pumping up a tire.
Just as Xu Kun had imagined, once his foundation had been thoroughly consolidated, improving himself became easier than eating and drinking.
One reason for his seclusion was to raise his realm to the great perfection of the third realm. The other was that, after more than ten years, he had practically measured the entire Wildlands Battlefield with his own footsteps.
Yet even now, Xu Kun had failed to uncover the secret of the fragment page from the Kirin Lifedeath Tome, which had reacted back then.
Xu Kun did not believe that the fragment page's reaction had been fake.
Taking advantage of this final year, Xu Kun continued to study it.
But the outcome was the same as before. More than half a year passed, and Xu Kun devoted most of his energy to comprehending the fragment page, yet