The few worlds that held a grudge against the Divine Wilderness.
They were merely fanning the flames, turning the Divine Wilderness's tribulations into their own good fortune.
During every tribulation.
They could gather the karmic luck of the Divine Wilderness, which had been diminished by the Celestial Dao, and concentrate it in one place, transforming it into all sorts of Creation. They would wait for the tribulation to arrive before truly entering the Divine Wilderness to reap its harvest, era after era.
This wasn't to say that they could act without restraint during the tribulations.
How terrifying was the suppressive backlash from the Great Dao?
Even a figure as unimaginable to Wu Dao as the Slaughter Emperor had fallen in defeat, so what chance did his vanquished foes have?
Nine Tribulations in thirty thousand years.
With each tribulation, the Great Dao continuously lowered this world's Cultivation ceiling.
