The more beings of the same level there were, the more restrictions there were.
So-called omnipotence and omniscience were always relative.
The power of a Dao Fruit or someone Above Sacrificial Dao went without saying. But in Primordial Heaven, amid a Great Dao Tribulation, with others of the same level present...
Any power described in absolute terms needed quotation marks around it.
In Primordial Heaven's history, events involving many Supreme Ones were difficult to change.
Tug one hair, and the whole body moved.
You want to change history in your favor? So do I!
What benefits you might well harm me.
If you tried to change it, the others naturally would not stand by.
But if a piece of history did not involve other Supreme Ones, no one would interfere with your changing it.
As Meng Chuan traveled into the past, the other Supreme Ones would not stop him even if they noticed, so long as he did not act recklessly.
To a Supreme One, the River of Time was merely a blank sheet of paper they could doodle on at will.
San Bao noticed Meng Chuan's movements too, but he only glanced over, remarked on how curious newcomers were, and paid him no further mind.
"There's simply too much mist."
That was Meng Chuan's reaction after walking through a stretch of history.
In the past, vast swaths of both Primordial Chaos Star and Primordial Heaven were shrouded in mist.
Those were the places where other Supreme Ones had been.
Apart from public events, what those Supreme Ones had done at other points in history remained hidden.
For example, Meng Chuan had spent a hundred thousand years on Primordial Chaos Star. If someone later looked back through history at his Daoist Grounds during those years, they would see only mist.