Over the past month, he had nearly turned the area within a thousand miles upside down.
Ferocious beasts, strange beasts, spiritual herbs, earth marrow, Dragon Clan remains—anything that caught his eye had no chance of escaping.
With the Saint Thief Great Supernatural Power operating at full force, his accumulated potential had reached a level even he found impossible to measure.
All three hundred and sixty-five deified acupoints had been filled with potential. Every acupoint radiated dazzling golden light, while the potential within him surged like a vast ocean.
Just three days ago, that potential had reached a certain critical point.
There was no Heavenly Tribulation, no strange phenomenon, not even the slightest fluctuation.
His cultivation had broken through in complete silence.
The Nirvana Realm.
Within the cultivation system of the Nine Provinces World, this realm was an important dividing line.
Before Nirvana, cultivators still struggled within the bounds of mortality; only after Nirvana did they truly step through the gates of cultivation.
Upon reaching the Nirvana Realm, cultivators entered a mysterious state of "neither born nor extinguished," wandering along the boundary between life and death as they comprehended their mysteries.
The strength of ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivators became extremely unstable. At their peak, they could display power beyond their realm; at their weakest, they were inferior even to cultivators of lower realms.
But Wang Xuan felt nothing of the sort.
He had not forced his breakthrough. It had come naturally after his potential had accumulated to the extreme.
His incomparably vast potential was his foundation. The transformation of the Nirvana Realm was like shedding a layer of skin for him; his strength remained at its peak without the slightest fluctuation.
"Dragon Island has become much livelier this past month."
Wang Xuan muttered softly, drawing his gaze back from the sea