This Way of Annihilation, combining light and darkness, formed a ring interwoven with light and dark, progressing with extreme slowness.
Green waited patiently, all the while watching for any possible move by the Fountain of Hatred beyond the Lost Sand World. The Fountain of Hatred seemed far too wary of the light of balance rules in Green's hand. Apart from sealing off spacetime, it made no further moves.
After estimating the time, Green left behind a great number of spacetime distortion inscribed marks at the Annihilation Gate Ring and temporarily departed, flying in another direction.
Besides its shifting dunes, the Lost Sand World also had dark undercurrents of rivers large and small running through the world, as well as a river of quicksand.
This river of quicksand was one of the terminal root branches of the Spring of Lost Paths.
After flying along this terminal root branch for several days, Green found the source of this Spring of Lost Paths.
"Gurgle gurgle, gurgle gurgle... Hm! Who is it?"
The contact of Green's will awakened the slumbering will within this terminal root branch of the Spring of Lost Paths.
To these Spring Ancestors, every terminal root branch was the source of their inexhaustible power, drawing rule power from every world for them. Yet generally speaking, the terminal root branches within the vast majority of small worlds remained dormant, merely passively absorbing the power of the world's rules.
"I am the Lost Path Spring Ancestor. Powerful unknown being, it seems you are under the Fountain of Hatred's spacetime blockade? Hehe, so long as you can pay the price, I can offer you any help."
At the source of the sand spring, an ugly monster's face formed.
Then, after observing Green for a while, the monster actually transformed into the same image: three