Lin Mu stood amidst a growing array of suspended crystals, each one carefully isolated within layers of spatial confinement.
The chamber had long since transformed from a place of experimentation into something resembling a research repository of fundamental truths of a bloodline. Dozens upon dozens of samples floated in ordered clusters, each categorized, each representing a different Foxkin lineage that had been reduced to its most essential components.
His gaze lingered on the pinkish and bluish transitional crystals for a moment before shifting toward the darker anomalies that had come to dominate his attention.
The black crystals.
His fingers hovered slightly as he observed them, his mind already racing ahead.
"This cannot be limited to just two tribes," Lin Mu thought. "If this is truly the cause, then it must either be universal or conditional."
The distinction mattered.
If it was universal, then all foxkin should possess it.
