Zongman: Starting from the Chaos Orb

However, the magic power that returned this time was no longer as pure as before. It was mixed with the causes and effects and messages of magicians from various worlds. These causes and effects and messages were like countless impurities, mixed into the originally pure torrent of magic power.

When these polluted magic powers return to the source again, the source will use its powerful force to strip away all the causes and effects and information in them, and then output pure magic power again.

These stripped-away causes and effects will become important reports for the Root to determine whether the world is safe. All the information will come together like pieces of a puzzle, helping the Root to deduce the rules of the entire world, thereby ensuring the world's stability and balance.

The most complex system is that these messages and causes and effects not only come from the present, but the roots are also collecting everything from the past and the future at all times.

It is like an omniscient and omnipotent god, constantly and comprehensively checking whether the world is safe.

This means that, with the exception of the Age of Gods period, which was completely abandoned by the origins, all Type-Moon parallel worlds are in different timelines and different development processes. They are independent yet interconnected, and together constitute this vast and mysterious Type-Moon universe.

At the moment when the Root launched a devastating attack on the Type-Moon world where Dongfang Zang was located, the Earth's Yin had already sensed the location of the Root. The originally invisible and intangible Root was thus exposed to her eyes.

The moment he sensed the source, Di Zhiyin acted decisively without any hesitation or delay.

This operation is completely different from the last capture of the Shadow Kingdom. What she has to face this time is the root that gave birth to several parallel worlds. It is like the way of heaven in the Type-Moon world, dominating everything in the world. Its importance and power are beyond imagination.

The Origin Vortex is the unity of all things in the Type-Moon world, the "cause" of everything, and the starting point of various phenomena.

It contains the fundamental causes and effects and laws of all things in the world. Once humans reach the root, they can master and modify the pattern and order of the world, create a new world and destroy the old world.

This is similar to the inside of the Chaos Orb, but the upper limit cannot be compared.

As the giant star hand of the Earth's Shadow, formed by the convergence of all the energy of the entire Hongmeng World, slowly emerged in the Type-Moon World, it was like a giant palm of God covering the sky and the sun, slowly grabbing towards the direction of the root.

This grab seemed to have triggered a cosmic energy storm. The energy within the entire Hongmeng world began to plummet sharply, surging away like the receding tide.

Even the sun, which hangs high in the sky of the Hongmeng world and is like the source of life, had its energy ruthlessly extracted by the Yin of the Earth at this critical moment to provide her with all her strength this time.

It’s not over yet. Among the billions of creatures in the entire Hongmeng world, those elderly practitioners with insufficient potential were also drawn into this thrilling energy vortex at this time.

They were quietly deprived of their physical bodies and all their spiritual power, chakra, and even martial arts energy. The souls of more than 10 billion old men and women were like a flock of lost sheep, driven by an invisible force and crowded into a pure white space, with no idea what was happening.

This time, the Earth's Yin attacked with a desperate momentum, gathering the power of the entire Hongmeng world to secure victory in one fell swoop.

According to the standards of the world's heavenly way level, the root has already approached perfection in terms of the number of rules, and the world level has reached a level infinitely close to that of the middle thousand worlds.

As long as the upper limit of the rules is raised to a certain extent, world promotion can be carried out at any time.

However, no matter how perfect the rule system of the Type-Moon world is, it cannot withstand the Chaos Treasure.

The actual existence history of the Chaos Pearl is longer than the first primitive world that was born in the chaotic void.

Chaos Pearl: Below the Great Dao, I am invincible. Above the Great Dao... I am sure of it.

As I said, the higher the road, the higher the limit.

The giant star hand, formed by the convergence of all the energy of the entire Hongmeng world, naturally contains all the rules of the great Dao within the Chaos Pearl.

It only needs to be slightly higher than the upper limit of the root's own rules, and the outcome will be determined.

At this moment, Di Zhiyin's eyes were indifferent, as if billions of stars were being born and annihilated in his eyes. He stared at the Type-Moon World in the chaotic void without blinking.

As soon as the giant hand of stars came into contact with the source, the countless rules derived from the authority of the Chaos Pearl on it became like sharp blades, and began to ruthlessly erode the nearly perfect rule system on the source.

At this moment, the entire Type-Moon world seemed to let out a silent wail.

In just a moment, the rules at the root fell from perfection to imperfection, and from imperfection to incompleteness.

As countless rules were exhausted, its world status began to change from being infinitely close to the middle thousand worlds to the small thousand worlds, then to the big world, the middle world, and the small world.

Until the root had no strength left to resist, it was grasped in the palm of the giant hand of the stars and instantly pulled into the Hongmeng world.

At this moment, all the creatures in the Type-Moon world seemed to have telepathic connection and looked up at the sky involuntarily. A sense of loss inexplicably emerged in their hearts, as if something extremely important had quietly left their world, leaving behind only an indescribable emptiness and confusion.

Even the strongest in all the worlds in the Type-Moon world were not spared. The disappearance of the root gave them a mysterious premonition.

There is a sense of loss at having lost the strong support of one's roots, but there is also a sense of relief at finally getting rid of the shackles that have bound oneself for a long time.

It was like the sword of Damocles hanging over my head suddenly disappeared, and I felt a mixture of emotions that were hard to describe.

Even the True Ancestors of the Dead Apostles in Tsukihime's parallel world in the Type-Moon Universe were the same, gently stroking their chests, lowering their eyes and remaining silent.

In the Type-Moon world where Dongfang Zang was, Artoria beside him also keenly sensed something unusual. She trembled slightly, as if touched by an invisible force. She subconsciously looked up at the night with some surprise and doubt in her eyes.

Then, she turned her gaze towards Dongfang Zang, and with a hint of doubt and uneasiness in her voice, she said, "I can no longer sense the existence of the Throne of Heroes."

Dongfang Zang just smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, and then gently corrected: "It was Alaya that disappeared."

Although Dongfang Zang still looked calm on the surface at this moment, in fact, his heart was like a turbulent sea. His mood was very active, and there was a hint of fear in it.

From the time the Source attacked him to the time he was captured by the Earth's Shadow, it all seemed long, but in fact it happened in a flash.

But in this short moment, Dongfang Zang's absolute domain, which originally extended for one kilometer, was completely consumed by ninety-nine percent like a fragile bubble in the face of the terrifying destructive power of the source.

At this time, only a three-meter range around him remained, barely covering him and Artoria.

If the Earth's Yin had been a little slower, there was no doubt that Dongfang Zang would not have been able to withstand the wear and tear of the rules of the Extreme Small Thousand Worlds.

Dongfang Zang: Damn, it’s only two inches away, almost there...