Lu Ban had wondered why those beings who stood above the Old Ones, despite having agendas of their own, never personally ventured into the corresponding foreign realms.
One possibility was that they simply did not care.
It was hard to imagine beings who transcended stars and galaxies caring about the joys and sorrows of a few people in some tiny foreign realm.
It was like how humans studied ants. They merely watched them; at most, using a magnifying glass to focus sunlight and burn a few to death already counted as having too much free time.
Those great wills might not care whether these foreign realms lived or died. Driving the Chosen of the Gods was perhaps nothing more than idle entertainment, like playing an idle mobile game—setting a few parameters, leaving it there and forgetting about it, then remembering to check on it only after a long time had passed.
However, after learning about the Glorious Realm's fate, Lu Ban felt that perhaps those supreme beings who transcended everything truly did not care about the survival or destruction of foreign realms, but that might not be true for the Old Ones.
The Old Ones sealed away by the Glorious Realm for so many years desperately wanted to break through the barriers and escape their prisons. They would seize every opportunity, using human curiosity to explore the unknown and ultimately attempt to undo their seals.
As for what kind of god The Silent Land truly was, Lu Ban had never spoken with it, so naturally, he had no idea.
However, he knew incarnations of Old Ones like Bao Bao and Charlotte. Gods had pursuits of their own, so it was only reasonable that they would interfere with the development of foreign realms.
Then why did they not directly intervene, like