Lu Xiaotian had only intervened on a whim back then when he manipulated the swarms of demon lice to carry out a bloody massacre like the Spirit-Devouring Youhuang.
Similar acts of slaughter could be found everywhere in the Realm of Devils. Along his journey, Lu Xiaotian had already witnessed no fewer than several hundred battles of varying scales and natures.
He generally ignored most of them, the Knot-Snake Clan having been an exception. Of course, there was also no shortage of over-zealous, excessively arrogant Demonic Beasts who wanted to test the formidable might of the stars and rashly charged into the starry expanse, only to inexplicably perish within before they could even deploy their methods.
Traversing millions of miles, Lu Xiaotian stood atop a celestial body, riding the wind upon the void, and witnessed both the vast mountains and great rivers of the Realm of Devils as well as the myriad states of existence among its billions of members of the Devil Race.
The places he experienced when he first entered the Realm of Devils were few and far between, and the timing had been far too rushed. Constantly running into formidable foes, Lu Xiaotian had simply struggled to survive, plunging into perilous situations several times and fighting through numerous trials.
Later on, it was only because the Imperial Soaring Devil-Roc fought a great battle with the Desolate Night Devil Lord that Lu Xiaotian managed to seize the chaos and fortuitously enter the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. The entire process was brief and hurried, leaving him with neither the time nor the energy to observe the various states of living beings in the Realm of Devils.
Now possessing sufficient strength, Lu Xiaotian stood at a high vantage point, viewing things with a detached attitude high above mundane affairs, and his state of