In Merlin's imagination, the Rule Origin should have been a highly concentrated sphere brimming with immense energy, not like this, with rule power filling an endless expanse.
The strange power around Merlin, as thick as a mire, was indeed rule power, and highly concentrated rule power at that. Yet its distribution throughout this boundless space was truly incredible.
"This is indeed the Rule Origin, the true core of the entire Void Realm! Every strand of rule power here actually keeps some part of the Void Realm functioning. If you don't believe me, Wizard Merlin, take a closer look yourself."
Mata's words reached Merlin's ears, stirring something in him. If that were true, it was truly terrifying. How much energy would it take to control the vast Void Realm?
Then Merlin reached out and casually seized a clump of rule power. Through his mind power, he could indeed perceive threads within it, seemingly connected to some distant place. Even Merlin could not sever them.
Merlin immersed his mind power in this clump of rule power. Immediately, he felt as though he were in an unfamiliar place, an extremely remote region containing countless Planes. What this clump of rule power controlled was the fundamental order within one of those Planes.
The weather, rivers, mountains, forests, and so on-everything was controlled by this clump of rule power.
"What would happen if I destroyed this clump of rule power?"
The thought stirred in Merlin's mind. With his current strength, destroying this small clump of rule power would be effortless.
Hiss.
Merlin utterly destroyed the rule power. At once, he seemed to sense the Plane it had controlled erupting into flash floods and earthquakes. Everything lost its order. With all manner of vicious weather ravaging it, this Plane would soon become a Barren Plane, or