Chapter 365: Future Expedition

Stardust condenses at the edge of the Gui Xu fissure into a pale‑golden river; Ao Li's dragon claw lightly touches the surface, and where the ripples spread a holographic projection of the Dragon Clan's ancient lands appears— the collapsed Panlong Pillar is being reborn, entwined by quantum coral, each newly formed gilded brick inlaid with shards of Nüwa's Repair Heaven Stone. Lin Jin's Abyss Return Ruler hangs in the river's center, its blade flowing not with killing aura but with the inscriptions of three hundred and sixty Dragon Clan Codex volumes, the ancient inheritances once erased by the Life Cradle Protocol now being re‑etched onto the spacetime cornerstone along the path of the stardust.

"Kan Palace restored, Zhen Xun sets sail." Ao Li's Inverse Scale suddenly falls off, materializing in the void as twelve star chariots. These vessels, whose dragon bones are made of Dragon Clan memory coral and whose sails are woven from primordial Spiritual Qi, are carrying the last batch of dragon eggs to the newly formed star region. Each eggshell bears guardian runes that Lin Li traced with an umbilical cord; the gene chains shattered during the Godslayer war are now recombining inside the eggs into tougher forms.

Lin Jin stands on the flagship's lookout deck; the Quantum Iris no longer circulates Killing Code but instead the Star Nebula Nursery coalescing eight hundred light‑years away. He lightly taps the void with his fingertip, and the projection of the Abyss Return Ruler carves a course through the nebula: "This unnamed star region will have its constellations named after the fallen." Where the ruler's blade sweeps, Ling Yue's ice‑soul true Qi solidifies into six‑edged column navigation lights, each facet reflecting her smile from life.

Ao Li's dragon tail whirls a Star Sand Jar, pouring sacrificial wine onto each star chariot's dragon bone. The moment the wine touches the coral, jade‑green memory light seeps from the bone's fissures— the final dragon chant of a fallen kin, now refined into a Soul Lamp that guides the route. When the seventh star chariot sets sail, Lin Li's Quantum Womb suddenly resonates, and nine embryos simultaneously open their Compound Eyes in the transparent cabin; within their pupils now swirl not the Protocol code but the stellar trajectories of the Dragon Clan's new calendar.

"The Observer's seal has been removed, yet the dark side of the universe still whispers of ancient gods," Lin Jin's Abyss Return Ruler trembles faintly, and at its hilt a single eye formed of ice‑soul opens— the last strand of Ling Yue's consciousness sealed within Absolute Zero. In the depths of the Star Chart reflected by that eye, a star nebula composed of Godslayer remnants pulses, its heartbeat Pinqü perfectly synchronized with the embryos of Lin Li.

Ao Li's Inverse Scale suddenly sprouts Fractal Structure like bamboo shoots after rain, and jade Spiritual Qi weaves on its surface a mysterious Zhengtong: "When the newly born dragon wings brush the annual‑ring star track like a gentle breeze, the Eye of the Dark Side will return like stars in the night sky." She carefully embeds the scale into the flagship's helm; the Shenjing Wangluo seems magically accelerated, instantly transforming the ship's rudder into a lifelike dragon head. Within the dragon head's pupil, three hundred rebuilding Dragon Clan settlements are solemnly holding the Scale Fire Festival, children lighting fireworks with ash from the fallen's Inverse Scales; the blossoms in the night sky are not ordinary flames but projections of the victims' memories, like vivid, colorful scrolls.

Lin Li's fingertip, light as a butterfly, grazes the embryo chamber; the nine life Pinqü surge like an exuberant symphony, suddenly striking a variation of the Lullaby. The fleet of star chariots simultaneously performs a Quantum Leap to the enchanting melody, leaving behind only a wisp of star‑sand tea aroma like a sheer veil— in the tea's reflection, the Jade Box of Hongjun Good Corpse's skull cavity leaks silver‑galaxy‑colored Brain Fluid, the once Killing Code‑laden fluid now coalescing into a more ancient embryo exuding Nüwa Stone aura, resembling a pearl that has slumbered for a thousand years.