Chapter 566: Ninth Laboratory Annihilation Countdown

Deep in the Swiss Alps, the quantum barrier of the Ninth Laboratory rippled with blood-red light. Su Yaoji's star marrow compass stopped spinning abruptly as she stepped into the alloy corridor three hundred meters underground—this was the first time in three hundred years she had been unable to sense any spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. A scarlet countdown flickered on the holographic screen: 47:59:23.

Passing through twelve nuclear-grade protective doors, the circular tunnel of the particle collider gleamed with ghostly blue cold light. Thirty-six suspended Golden Core samples rotated within the vacuum chamber, the seal script of the *Yellow Court Scripture* emerging on their surfaces. Laboratory Director Lin Jin, the old wounds from the Mars Buddha Wheel incident faintly visible beneath his white coat, pointed to the observation screen: "Three hours ago, we bombarded the Golden Cores of Nascent Soul cultivators at 0.99 times the speed of light, and now..."

The screen suddenly twisted, and on the event horizon of the micro-black hole, a face of an old man covered in lightning-strike patterns slowly emerged. Su Yaoji's pupils contracted—that was the ancestor of the Shu Mountain sect, Qingwei Zhenren, who had failed his tribulation seven hundred years ago; his dissipated primordial spirit had actually been imprisoned within the singularity!

"What you are reproducing is not transition, but annihilation." Su Yaoji's crane cloak fluttered without wind, bronze coins from her sleeves forming a Congenital Eight Trigrams array. When the coins touched the vacuum chamber, a dragon roar suddenly erupted from the quantum cloud chamber, and lightning chains extended from the black hole event horizon, piercing the brows of six researchers.

Sparks erupted from Lin Jin's mechanical right eye: "The ancestor's remnant soul is rewriting the laws of physics! Now, only by reenacting the ascension process..." He called up the holographic model of the particle accelerator, "If the current Shu Mountain Sect Leader disintegrates their primordial spirit at 0.999 times the speed of light, perhaps it can form quantum foam to fill..."

The countdown suddenly accelerated, and Su Yaoji's compass shattered into fragments. Looking at the black blood seeping from her palms, she finally understood the true purpose of the laboratory—the *Yellow Court Scripture* engraved on the surface of the Golden Core samples was actually a dimensional-reduction equation left behind by the dragon clan observation station!

The Golden Cores within the vacuum chamber suddenly resonated collectively, and Su Yaoji recognized this as the opening move of the Shu Mountain "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect." Her hairpin pierced the alloy floor, but the cinnabar used to draw the *Demon-Subduing Talisman* quantumized the moment it touched the ground, transforming into countless blood-red moths that lunged toward the black hole.

"You compiled the *Void-Chong Scripture* into strong interaction code?" Su Yaoji grabbed Lin Jin by the throat, True Samadhi Fire igniting in her star-like eyes. Through the imaging module of his mechanical eye, she saw an even more horrifying scene—every researcher had a miniature Λ-crystal implanted in the back of their neck, currently resonating with the ancestor's remnant soul in the black hole.

Lin Jin's vocal cords emitted a mechanical friction sound: "This is a necessary sacrifice... cough cough... Qingwei Zhenren's annihilation-state primordial spirit... is the key to opening the four-dimensional space..." He suddenly tore open his white coat; what beat in his chest was not a heart, but a miniature version of the black blood Buddha wheel!

The black hole surged at this moment, and the direction of gravity in the laboratory suddenly inverted. Su Yaoji leaped, stepping on the falling quantum computer, and saw the lightning-palm of Qingwei Zhenren's remnant soul extending, a phantom of the Mars Buddha Wheel appearing in his palm. Those neural cords coiling around the Buddha wheel were identical to the pulse patterns of the ten thousand ancient swords in the Shu Mountain Sword Tomb.

"So you are splicing high-dimensional channels!" Su Yaoji tore her crane cloak, revealing the star marrow tattoo left by the Mars base. When the patterns touched the black hole radiation, the entire laboratory suddenly became transparent, revealing the hidden ninth layer—ten thousand corpses of cultivators soaking in liquid nitrogen, their crowns all modified into quantum entanglement interfaces.

The countdown display shattered, the numbers projected directly onto her retinas: 36:17:49. Lin Jin's mechanical arm suddenly inserted into his own temple, pulling out a chip with neural synapses: "The black hole is the dragon clan star gate... what the ancestor wants to receive is..." His words were quantumized, a miniature Milky Way gushing from between his opening and closing lips.

The sword message from the Shu Mountain Sect Leader pierced through the twelve layers of protection at this moment. Bronze sword shadows pieced together blood-red characters in the void: "Hurry to the Sword Tomb, ten thousand swords all weep." Su Yaoji crushed the star marrow bead, Ao Li's afterimage appearing in the cyan light: "Use the black hole to devour the black hole! The core of the Mars Buddha Wheel..."

Tribulation thunder sounded in the laboratory, and Qingwei Zhenren's remnant soul broke free from the event horizon's restraints. Wherever his quantum-state body passed, the researchers transformed into human Schrödinger equations—presenting a superposition state of flesh and light particles simultaneously. Su Yaoji's primordial spirit left her body at this moment, and she saw the terrifying truth: a miniature version of herself was curled up inside every Golden Core sample, currently being modified into a dimensional-reduction anchor by dragon clan secret texts.

When the final collision before the countdown reached zero was initiated, Su Yaoji made a choice that defied all Daoist canons. She pushed the Shu Mountain Sect Leader into the accelerator track, while she herself leaped into the black hole event horizon. In the instant the time-space curvature tore her primordial spirit apart, she finally touched the core of Qingwei Zhenren's remnant soul—there slept the ultimate secret of the dragon clan observation station: so-called ascension was merely a harvesting program of a high-dimensional civilization.

Amidst the light erupted from the star marrow tattoo, the gravitational waves produced by the two black holes devouring each other twisted the Ninth Laboratory into a Klein bottle. As Su Yaoji fell into the dimensional rift, she saw countless versions of herself making this same choice in different time and space, and on the peak of the Shu Mountain in every universe, a pair of mechanical Buddha eyes slowly opened…… ===== CHAPTER 567 =====