Then, in an instant, it was blocked by a layer of mysterious light.
The mist of time churned, the mysterious light gleaming brilliantly as it severed the gazes of certain beings from the distant past who wished to place their pieces directly into the present.
The beings of the distant past wanted to act, yet none of them could reach this stretch of time.
Fourth Era.
Within the Profound Heaven Dao Sect, a highly cultivated elder stroked his beard and smiled.
He had seen someone make a move.
Yet, invisibly, a strand of Dao opportunity had been cut away.
"Trying to interfere in the game, only to have cleverness outwit itself."
At several immortal sects on the other side, quite a few gazes also fell upon that great road. Faintly, a strand of Dao opportunity abruptly turned illusory.
A profound gleam appeared in their eyes.
"With a strand of Dao opportunity cut away, Fellow Daoist Pu will likely need to rest and recuperate now."
Though someone said this with a smile,
the faint glimmer in his gaze toward that unseen stretch of future time only grew deeper and deeper.
"It seems the future will produce talents in abundance. Even Fellow Daoist Pu was no match."
The figures behind some of those gazes were, for once, glad that they had placed their pieces in advance.
To directly interfere with the future was undoubtedly to suffer an enormous backlash in return.
Thus, when they laid out their schemes, they would not normally wish to place their pieces directly into the era of the future.
Many among them were proficient in divination and Heaven Calculation.
Naturally, they could tell that an unprecedented great age of change would emerge in the future.
The sole path of survival hidden within heavenly secrets, that one thread