They were also skillful in barring the path.
They did not recklessly throw caution to the wind and attempt to stop others beyond their strength.
Every time these ancient beings appeared in the present age, their lifespans, cultivation, and dao rhyme would slowly decline.
In other words, before appearing, they were at their absolute peak.
But once that moment passed, their peak would begin an inexorable descent until they decayed, beyond all hope of recovery.
At such times, if their opponents could trap them, their chances of victory would only grow.
Cultivation tribulations were far too terrifying. Every step within the Dongzhen realm, for instance, was immensely difficult.
Yet the emergence of these ancient beings happened to present a situation they could handle to some extent.
They did not necessarily have to fight their opponents to determine a victor.
They only needed to block their path forward.
They could even trap them and wait until the dust settled on the Longevity Devil Master's great dao. Then they would have weathered it all.
Still, how perilous this would be depended on each individual's handling of the situation.
Otherwise, once those ancient beings were driven into a corner, their power to tear the net even as the fish died could not be underestimated.
Now that the great tribulation had descended, some also hoped to use it to successfully overcome their cultivation tribulations. This possibility was another reason wisps of energy from powerful cultivators engaged in dharma combat were emerging from spaces everywhere.
Bifang walked through the Demon Domain.
This ancient land had undergone few upheavals of seas turning into mulberry fields since the Primordial Cataclysm.
After all, it had remained sealed before this.
Even the passage of time seemed to have come to a standstill here.
These fluctuations in providence were