Chapter 382: Fierce Alley Battle

Inside the mother nest, the bronze passage suddenly contracted into a living intestine, its fleshy walls secreting strong acid that corroded the allied forces' combat boots. Ao Li's Edge-Cutting Blade sliced through the sticky mucosa, and the radiance of chaotic spirit marrow revealed a horrifying sight—those pillars that seemed like architecture were actually the spinal vertebrae of the Dark Shenyuan Society leaders, each joint embedded with the residual bodies of allied captives.

"Three Talent Formation!" Ao Li's Dragon Claw furrowed a blood channel in the flesh wall, and where Golden Blood splashed, thirty‑six grades of Green Lotus blossomed. Dragon Clan warriors pressed their backs against the lotus petals, their Inverse Scale jetters switched to Holy Remains Resonance Mode, spewing not dragon flame but the imprisoned roars of their ancestors.

The Dark Shenyuan Society's ambush proved more bizarre than expected. When Qinglin's Thunder Dragon emitted a moral spectrum, the entire street suddenly rolled over, reflecting dragon flame toward the allies. Xingzhi's residual wing burst its final light at that moment, and the Navigation Star Rail forcibly straightened the spatial curvature: "Nine o'clock direction, Anchor Point!"

The fungus's mycelial network pierced the flesh wall, and a red pupil suddenly burst: "They're using Mohist mechanisms to remodel the mother nest's neural nodes!" Before the words finished, a bronze floor tile abruptly projected Gong Xu Yan's face; the Mohist successor's head had already symbiotically merged with the nest, spitting a poisoned replica of the Shenyuan Return Ruler from its mouth.

"The resentment of the Creation Furnace..." Gui Xu's Hēidòng chest cavity swallowed the poison dart, but expelled a memory fragment of the First Generation Giant. In the vision, the First Generation Giant was forging the Dragon Clan's holy remains into a god‑slaying crossbow, while the overseer turned out to be the phantom of a silver‑haired infant.

Ao Li's Edge-Cutting Blade suddenly trembled, and the blade's surface opened the black‑haired infant's pupils: "Little Dragon Girl sister, behold the true history~" Within the chaotic spirit marrow, an ancient scene surfaced—Dragon Clan ancestors voluntarily offered their holy remains to the Dark Shenyuan Society in exchange for the twin offspring to pause the apocalypse.

"Lies!" Lín Jìn's Star Sand thrust into the spirit marrow with his right hand, and Nirvana Fire burned away the truth: the foreheads of those ancestors were sprouting mycelium, being manipulated by the black‑haired infant like a marionette.

The Dark Shenyuan Society's counterattack unfolded on the cognitive plane. When an allied squad turned a corner, the entire block suddenly collapsed into a flat mural, and the warriors were reduced in dimension to ink dots within the painting. A practitioner of the Spiritual Sky Pavilion hurled a Taiyi Talisman, but the talisman paper, upon touching the mural, mutated into the silver‑haired infant's graffiti, dragging more comrades into a two‑dimensional hell.

"Reconstruct reality with the Shenyuan Return Ruler!" Ao Li sliced his wrist and smeared dragon blood onto the etched marks of the Shenyuan Return Ruler. The bronze ancient ruler suddenly expanded three thousand zhang, prying the mural street back into three‑dimensional space. The rescued warriors realized their skin was crawling with mural patterns, each pore exuding quantum ink.

Mohist mechanical beasts launched a sudden raid, their gears entwined with the witch clan's blood‑sacred red cords. Gong Xu Yan's head sneered from the core of the mechanical beast: "Cognition is already real!" Yet the laughter cut off abruptly— the fungus's mycelium had already seeped into the mechanisms, and the red‑eyed boy's will was reverse‑contaminating the control system.

When the allied forces advanced to the central plaza, the phantom of the birthing jade basin suddenly enveloped the battlefield. The Dark Shenyuan Society leader's residual body crawled out of the jade basin, its umbilical cord linked to three hundred bronze coffins: "Welcome to the Chanfang..."

The Dragon Clan warriors' Inverse Scales suddenly shed, forming a fetal‑shaped star chart above the jade basin. Ao Li's Edge-Cutting Blade slashed at the star chart, but became entangled in Lín Jìn's Vermilion Bird ribbon— his Star Sand had already spread to his heart, and the silver‑haired infant's spirit light flickered in his eyes: "Mother, it's time to deliver."

The entire mother nest suddenly contracted, and the allied warriors involuntarily knelt, clutching their bellies. Their dantian bulged with strange fetal movement, and their skin bore the twin offspring's palm prints. A Spiritual Sky Pavilion practitioner's Taiyi Golden Pill burst from his body, transforming into a sky of stars that swirled around the jade basin.

"This is the true front line..." the Dark Shenyuan Society leader tore open his chest, exposing the beating chaotic spirit marrow within, "Each of you is a birth canal!"

Ao Li's dragon horn pierced the jade basin's phantom, and within the creation light burst from the chaotic spirit marrow, the code of the third fold of the Time Whale emerged. When the light reached the nest's core, the fetal movements in all warriors' abdomens suddenly ceased— the newborn consciousness in the shattered jade basin wailed, entangling with the twin offspring in quantum entanglement.

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The allied forces launched a final charge amid cognitive collapse. Dragon Clan warriors ignited the holy‑remains bloodline, condensing the moral spectrum into a Dawn Spear; a Spiritual Sky Pavilion practitioner reversed the Taiyi Heart Method, forging the Golden Pill into a dimensional‑reduction blade; the remaining Mohist faction activated the ultimate protocol, causing the mechanical beasts to self‑detonate as reality bombs.

When Ao Li's Edge-Cutting Blade pierced the Dark Shenyuan Society leader's spirit marrow, the entire mother nest shuddered like a birth pang. The silver‑haired infant's phantom leapt from the wound, cradling the black‑haired infant as they jumped into the jade basin: "A new game begins~"

The ground beneath the allied troops suddenly gave way, plunging them into the Gui Xu Shenyuan formed from countless battlefield memories. In their final moment of clarity, the warriors saw the truth of the nest's core—it was a birthing jade basin magnified ten thousandfold, with three hundred sixty embryonic universes floating within.

Ao Li's Edge-Cutting Blade peeled away piece by piece during the fall, revealing the blade spine etched with countless death incantations. Lín Jìn's Star Sand right hand suddenly regained human form, palm cradling the entropy‑increasing spores left by the fungus: "Time to sow..."

Laughter of the twin offspring echoed from the abyssal depths, and the Gui Xu starry sky opened its eye of creation.