Aaron sat on the cold surface of a dead star, eyes closed in a peaceful nap.
He had pushed far beyond his limits and reached 90 stars within the universal quadrant rank.
It was an anomaly, the first of its kind.
Normally, a cultivator needed to hit 10 stars in the universal quadrant before they could even dream of stepping into the paradox rank.
But Aaron had never followed conventional paths.
Using his mystic eyes, he had managed to stack far more stars at the universal quadrant level without ever increasing his actual rank.
"Ten more stars and then I move on to the paradox rank," Aaron muttered under his breath.
He knew the limit was 100 stars. After that, he would have no choice but to advance, that was the absolute ceiling for how much he could compress his power.
"That's 92… 94… 98… 100. Perfect."
While he rested, his clones handled the endless task of devouring for him.
