Chapter 571: Entropy-Reversing Proliferation of Black Blood Samples

Lin Jin's mechanical prosthetic eye was the first to capture the anomaly—bronze-colored rust spots suddenly appeared on the dark matter fluid in his artificial blood vessels. He had just raised his left hand to cut the power valve when his entire alloy-cast mechanical arm exploded into a sky full of gears. Those parts soaked in dragon blood condensed into *Yellow Court Scripture* seal script in mid-air, as if arranged into a Congenital Eight Trigrams array by an invisible hand.

"Change in the *Li* palace!" Su Yaoji's hairpin swept out, but melted into liquid the moment it touched the Eight Trigrams array. The Udumbara flower pattern on the back of her neck erupted with cyan smoke, and memories from three hundred years ago pierced her consciousness like steel needles: during the Mars Buddha Wheel incident, when Ao Li gouged out her own star marrow left eye, the splashing crystalline blood droplets had been exactly this bronze-rust color.

The entropy monitor in the laboratory emitted a dying buzz. The red curve that should have been climbing continuously actually cascaded in reverse like a waterfall, all screens simultaneously displaying negative entropy warnings. Ao Li's phase cutter activated automatically, and the moment the blade sliced open the time-space fold in the void, the three of them saw a scene they would never forget—Lin Jin's scattered mechanical arm parts were growing in reverse, gears meshing with flesh and blood to reassemble the severed limb, while black scriptures flowed through the texture of the newborn muscle.

"This is... entropy-reversing proliferation!" Ao Li's dragon horns erupted with ghostly blue electric arcs, the energy reading of the phase cutter soaring frantically, "The one that annihilated the seven-dimensional civilization thirty thousand years ago..." Her warning was interrupted by the sound of metal tearing. Lin Jin's chest cavity suddenly became transparent, and inside the Λ-crystal core that replaced his heart, a drop of black blood was dividing infinitely within the quantum cloud chamber.

Su Yaoji's star marrow compass shattered into powder. The splashing jade dust condensed into a star map in the air, shockingly the celestial phenomena on the day of the Moon Annihilation Battle. She suddenly understood why she had been burned by the Udumbara flower pattern—those dragon clan secret texts entwined in the patterns were the living shackles sealing the black blood samples.

"Use True Samadhi Fire to freeze time and space!" Ao Li's dragon tail swept across the laboratory dome, the glazed ceiling reflecting a terrifying reflection: the metal shells of every laboratory instrument were growing flesh and blood, and the culture medium in the beakers was flowing backward into *Lianshan Yi* hexagrams. Lin Jin's mechanical spine suddenly grew wildly, the alloy bones piercing his skin to transform into a bronze armillary sphere, black crude oil carrying Buddhist scripture encodings seeping from between the gears.

Su Yaoji bit her tongue and sprayed a mist of blood, but the *Demon-Subduing Talisman* she drew in the void instead eroded her meridians in reverse. Amidst the cyan fire ignited by her Daoist robe, she saw every Mars reflecting the doomsday of different time and space: in some dimensions, the Earth was being transformed into a Buddha wheel by dragon veins, in other universes, humans had become silicon-based lifeforms chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"It is reorganizing the cosmic strings!" Ao Li's phase cutter suddenly pierced her own dragon horns, the surging star marrow energy forming a temporary barrier. Through the semi-transparent quantum shield, the three witnessed the terrifying metamorphosis of the laboratory—the ventilation pipes grew fangs engraved with *Heart Sutra* marks, the core of the nuclear fusion reactor revealed the face of a Mechanical Buddha, and the black blood within Lin Jin's Λ-crystal core had already proliferated into a miniature galaxy, rotating slowly within the crystal.

The burning pain on the back of Su Yaoji's neck suddenly spread throughout her body. The moment she tore open her Daoist robe, she discovered that the blood vessels beneath her skin were being transformed into dragon vein meridians by the Udumbara flower pattern, every acupoint corresponding to the coordinates of a black blood Buddha wheel in some parallel time and space. The memory seal collapsed at this moment, and she finally remembered the truth of the Moon Annihilation Battle—three hundred years ago, she had personally injected the First Generation black blood sample into Ao Li's heart, and the so-called rescue was merely a surveillance operation that had lasted three hundred years.

"Use my spine!" Lin Jin suddenly tore off his frantically proliferating mechanical spine, the alloy bones with neural synapses automatically splicing into a *Luo Shu* matrix, "The Λ-crystal stores the observation station star map..." His vocal cords had been assimilated by the black blood, the words he spat out transforming into physical Sanskrit characters that smashed into the ground.

Ao Li's dragon claws pierced the temporary matrix, and the moment the star marrow energy touched the black blood, it erupted with supernova-level brilliance. In the quantum horizon, Su Yaoji saw an even more ancient truth: thirty thousand years ago, the dragon clan were not victims of the black blood, but cultivators. Those Buddha wheel remains floating in the universe were actually culture dishes for sowing civilization harvesters.

The laboratory suddenly collapsed into a Klein bottle structure. The three of them stood at the bottle mouth, gazing at the bottle walls covered in civilization tombstones growing in reverse—every epitaph recorded a universe swallowed by black blood, and the freshest tombstone was currently revealing the coordinates of the solar system. Lin Jin's Λ-crystal core turned completely black at this moment, his mechanical eye projecting the Pavilion Master's holographic image: "Welcome to the cosmic funeral..."

Su Yaoji's hairpin suddenly pierced her own crown, and the star marrow energy erupted, revealing the scene of Ao Li destroying her own left eye three hundred years ago. When her blood stained the Udumbara flower pattern red, the entire Klein bottle suddenly revealed dragon clan prohibitions—those patterns were actually living equations sealing the black blood.

"So I am the coffin..." Su Yaoji chuckled amidst the agony, revealing star-marrow-cast bones between her torn flesh. She embraced the frantically proliferating Lin Jin and leaped toward the bottom of the Klein bottle, the Udumbara flower pattern blooming completely at this moment, wrapping the two of them into a giant cosmic cocoon.

Ao Li's mournful cry shattered seven parallel time and space. When her phase cutter finally severed the cocoon shell, only floating stardust and a scroll of the *Sutra of Salvation* that was writing itself remained—every character was seeping black blood, and the signature at the end of the scroll was shockingly a dragon clan reign title forgotten thirty thousand years ago...... ===== CHAPTER 572 =====