Chapter 372: Intelligence Turmoil

On the surface of the Bronze Sea floated 74,000 astral bronze coins, each coin's square hole reflecting a different Dark Abyss Society coordinate; Starweaver's wing brushed the array of coins, but the navigation star rail snapped into a three‑pronged fork shape when it reached the northwestern heavens.

"The Gravitational Lens effect in the Gui Xu quadrant has been tampered with." The mechanical eye designated Guiyou projected a Holographic Star Chart, six red dots flickering synchronously across different dimensions, "Seven hours ago, these coordinates all passed the causal verification of the Star Law Court."

Lín Jìn's Vermilion Bird Silk shredded a bronze coin, but what burst out was not copper shavings but withered spores. Fungus's mycelial fingertip immediately pierced the spore core, and the red pupils suddenly contracted: "Spore memory shows… these coordinates are simultaneously valid on the Time Axis."

Ao Li's Dragon Claw pressed against the surface of the Bronze Sea, and the radiance of chaotic spirit marrow seeped into the water. When the seventh ripple unfurled, a bizarre scene emerged in the sea—within each star domain corresponding to the coordinates stood an identical skull throne, and the Dark Abyss Society leader atop the throne smiled at them.

"Quantum state trap." Xu's Hēidòng chest emitted a buzz as spacetime fragments began to reassemble around him, "They use withered spores to carry consciousness, dispersing themselves into a Probability Cloud state."

Starweaver's wing suddenly folded into a cocoon, and the navigation star rail wove a topological model on the cocoon's surface: "Wrong, these coordinates exhibit the Observer effect—" she bit her fingertip and smeared dragon blood onto the rail, "They only collapse into physical form when someone watches them!"

The Bronze Sea suddenly churned violently, and massive eye‑shaped patterns rose on the water beneath everyone's feet. Fungus's mycelial network sounded an alarm: "The seafloor is secreting cognitive toxins! Our method of receiving intelligence has been contaminated!"

Ao Li's World‑cutting Blade pierced the center of the eye, and Golden Blood surged upward along the blade's groove. In the intense flash of chaotic spirit marrow, a scene appeared of the Dark Abyss Society leader possessed by the illusory shadow of the Twin Children. A silver‑haired infant was using Genesis Power to replicate the coordinates, while a black‑haired infant was eroding the intelligence carrier with withered spores.

"The intelligence isn't wrong…" Lín Jìn's star‑sand‑transformed right hand suddenly seized the floating spore, "It's the intelligence itself that has become a living thing."

As if confirming his judgment, all the astral bronze coins suddenly sprouted limbs. They emitted electronic‑synthesized lullaby tones, linking hand‑in‑hand to form a Möbius Strip. The database designated Guiyou suddenly reported an error, and the mechanical eye sparked: "Detected Star Law Court lullaby protocol… this is a God‑slaying Weapon Formatting Program!"

Xu's Hēidòng chest instantly expanded, swallowing everyone into quantum foam. Within the spacetime fissure, they witnessed a terrifying sight—those bronze‑coin puppets were constructing a Babel Tower on the Bronze Sea, its spire's resonant frequency perfectly synchronized with everyone's brainwaves.

"Cognitive assimilation." Fungus's mycelium pierced his own temple, red pupils shedding blood‑tears, "They're turning us into intelligence carriers…"

Ao Li's Dragon Horn suddenly burst with jade‑like radiance, and the World‑cutting Blade traced a crescent slash imbued with chaotic power. Where the blade flashed, the surface of the Babel Tower revealed intricate Dragon Clan sacred script—exactly the purification code carved three days earlier during the cleansing of the Dark Abyss Society headquarters.

"So the trap was here." She pressed the chaotic spirit marrow to her forehead, opening a third vertical pupil between her brows, "All the intelligence has been tainted by our causality; now the entire Bronze Sea is…"

Lín Jìn's Vermilion Bird Silk suddenly coiled around everyone's waists. Hellfire burned a wormhole within the spacetime fissure: "To the source of the intelligence!" His star‑sand‑transformed right hand pierced the void, pulling out a trembling silver thread— the causal umbilical cord left by the Twin Children.

After passing through a sevenfold Dimension Barrier, they found themselves in a maze of countless mirrors. Each mirror reflected them making different choices: some self‑destructed in the Bronze Sea, some led troops into erroneous coordinates, and at the far edge a mirror even showed Ao Li thrusting the World‑cutting Blade into Lín Jìn's heart.

"This is the nest of possibilities," Xu's Hēidòng siphoned the mirror's energy, "The Dark Abyss Society has materialized all intelligence branches."

Starweaver's navigation wing was suddenly duplicated by the mirrors, and countless versions of her screamed in unison. Fungus's mycelial network hastily wove a cognitive filter net, yet it could not block the whisper emanating from the mirrors: "Choose wrong and you'll die~"

The mechanical arm designated Guiyou suddenly pierced the main mirror. Within the Data Torrent, the Dark Abyss Society leader's mind palace emerged—at the center of a 360‑faced prism floated the illusory shadows of the Twin Children at play. The silver‑haired infant was fabricating intelligence with Genesis Power, while the black‑haired infant implanted false memories into withered spores.

"Intelligence is a plague," the leader's lingering consciousness snarled within the data stream, "The moment you start thinking, you're already infected…"

Ao Li's World‑cutting Blade suddenly reversed its edge and pierced her own chest. Golden Blood splattered onto the mirror, and the oscillation of chaotic spirit marrow resonated with all the copies: "Then let the truth be born from death!"

The instant her heartbeat ceased, all the mirrors shattered simultaneously. The core of the Probability Cloud was exposed to the void, revealed to be a pulsating dark matter heart. Lín Jìn's Vermilion Bird Silk burned the last strand of primordial fire essence, and hellfire raced along the causal umbilical cord toward the dark matter heart: "Found you!"

The moment the dark matter heart split, they fell back into the Bronze Sea. Floating on the surface were three hundred Bronze Coffins, each coffin lid engraved with a different coordinate—this was the true distribution map of the Dark Abyss Society's strongholds. Starweaver's navigation star rail finally stabilized, its wing pointing toward the deepest blind spot of Gui Xu.

"They're hidden beyond the Observer," Xu's Hēidòng siphoned the pheromones emitted by the coffins, "Using Dragon Clan sacred remains as a cognitive barrier."

Fungus's mycelium pierced a slit in a coffin, and he suddenly trembled all over: "These coffins… are alive!"

The coffin lids suddenly opened in unison, extending Dragon Claws entwined with chains of sacred script. In the palm of each Dragon Claw, the Dark Abyss Society leader's mycelial eyes stared out, and three hundred voices overlapped in a roar: "Welcome to become the new carriers…"

Ao Li's World‑cutting Blade remained motionless. She stared at the sacred script on the chain, then suddenly slit her wrist, sprinkling dragon blood into the sky: "Ancestral spirits, please witness the enlightenment of your successors!"

When Blood Rain fell, the sacred‑script chain suddenly reversed direction, stabbing into the mycelial eyes. Amid the Dark Abyss Society leader's scream, the Bronze Coffins assembled into a star gate, behind which the true Dark Abyss Society mother nest appeared—a time whale carcass enshrouded in mycelium, with crystal clusters freezing a scene of the Twin Children at play.

"The end of intelligence…" Lín Jìn's star‑sand right hand fully restored, the Vermilion Bird totem swirling in his palm, "Indeed it is the gods' playground."

Starweaver's navigation star rail was suddenly pulled by an unknown force, pointing toward the skull fissure of the time whale remains. There, everyone saw their own reflections cradling chaotic spirit marrow, slowly kneeling before the Twin Children's throne.