One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

An unprecedented fear swept over me.

He felt that all his secrets, memories, and thoughts were exposed to Jiang Mo without reservation.

"Ah!" Xia Liuqing let out a shrill scream, then collapsed, her eyes becoming vacant.

He felt as if his soul was being torn apart, and his deepest memories were being forcibly unearthed; the feeling was more terrifying than death.

"This..." Zhang Chulan watched in horror, "What kind of move is this, Big Brother? It's terrifying..."

He had seen many strange abilities, but he had never seen a method like Jiang Mo's that allowed him to directly read other people's memories.

This goes beyond the scope of conventional superpowers; it's more like some kind of supernatural force.

“A Soul-Searching Gu,” Wei Duoduo explained softly from the side, her eyes filled with admiration. “The Gu God can use this Gu to directly extract memories and information from the other person’s mind.”

"In Miao territory, this kind of Gu poison is considered taboo because it is almost impossible to defend against; once infected, all secrets will be exposed."

"That's terrifying..." Zhang Chulan couldn't help but shudder. Even after spending so much time with Jiang Mo, he was still frightened by Jiang Mo's methods.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he and Jiang Mo were friends rather than enemies.

"How much of my brother's ability is beyond my knowledge? This kind of Gu technique has transcended the realm of supernatural beings; it's practically a power from mythology..."

After about ten seconds, Jiang Mo withdrew his finger.

Xia Liuqing regained her senses, but her face was even paler, cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and her eyes were filled with despair and fear.

He felt as if his soul had been completely turned upside down, with no secrets left to hide.

“I see,” Jiang Mo said, narrowing his eyes and a deep meaning flashing in them.

"You're aiming to obtain the Celestial Master's Degree and then, in conjunction with the Origin Body Flow, break that ancient seal."

"Interesting, Tu Junfang is indeed quite ambitious."

Upon hearing Jiang Mo reveal Quanxing's plan, Xia Liuqing's pupils constricted sharply, and despair appeared on her face.

He was convinced that he was doomed, and Tu Junfang would never let go of someone who had leaked such an important secret.

"This is impossible! How could you know this? Even within the Quanxing sect, only a handful of people know about this plan!" Xia Liuqing's voice trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"I know a lot of things, more than you can imagine."

Jiang Mo said calmly, "For example, I know you have a divine mask behind you, a new weapon secretly developed by the Quanxing Sect."

Upon hearing this, Xia Liuqing's body trembled violently, her eyes filled with shock and fear.

He felt that Jiang Mo had seen through his last trump card, which made him completely lose the courage to resist.

The Divine Mask is the latest secret weapon developed by Quanxing, and even few people within Quanxing know about it. Jiang Mo actually revealed it in one sentence!

This goes beyond normal speculation and seems more like some kind of supernatural insight.

"Could he be omniscient and omnipotent?" Xia Liuqing thought absurdly, fear completely taking over his mind.

"You...you..." Xia Liuqing's voice trembled, "Who exactly are you?"

His eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

In his mind, Jiang Mo was no longer a simple Gu Master, but an unfathomable being.

Jiang Mo didn't answer, but smiled slightly: "Since you're here, why not leave the Godhood Mask behind as well?"

As he spoke, he lightly tapped his finger, and Xia Liuqing's clothes suddenly tore open, revealing an exquisite mask.

The mask appeared to be made of some special material, with mysterious patterns engraved on its surface, emitting a faint glow under the moonlight.

The mask was now firmly attached to Xia Liuqing's back, as if it had grown onto his body.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene.

The old master's gaze sharpened as he carefully observed the mysterious mask.

But this is the first time I've ever seen such a strange item.

"This is the mask of divinity?" the old master asked, frowning. "It doesn't look like something that could be made with modern technology."

"The material and texture seem to originate from an ancient civilization."

“Indeed not.” Jiang Mo nodded. “This mask is made of ancient materials, incorporating special elements that allow the user to temporarily gain power beyond their own limits.”

"But the price is both mental and physical torment, which will ultimately drive the user insane or even to death."

Jiang Mo's explanation reminded the old master of some records in ancient books.

There are indeed descriptions of similar magical artifacts in the secret treasures of Longhu Mountain.

It is said that these artifacts can bring great power, but at the same time they will also corrupt the soul of the user.

"This kind of thing should have been sealed away in ancient ruins, never to see the light of day again."

The old Celestial Master thought to himself, "For Quanxing to dare to tamper with such a forbidden object is far too dangerous."

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's explanation, the Old Celestial Master's expression changed: "This kind of thing can actually grant extraordinary power, but the price is so high, yet the Quanxing Sect still dares to use it? Just how ambitious are they?"

“Foolish.” Jiang Mo shook his head. “To pursue power at any cost is exactly the consistent style of the Quanxing Sect.”

"They don't care about sacrifices; they'll use any means necessary to achieve their goals."

"This almost fanatical obsession is precisely what makes Quanxing so dangerous."

As he spoke, he gently beckoned, and the mask automatically detached from Xia Liuqing's back and floated into Jiang Mo's hand.

The separation process caused Xia Liuqing great pain.

His body convulsed uncontrollably, as if something was being forcibly torn away.

Xia Liuqing let out a shrill scream, as if she had lost the most important thing in her life, her eyes filled with pain and despair.

He felt an unprecedented emptiness and loss, as if a part of his soul had been forcibly torn away.

"No! Give it back to me! It's mine! I need it!"

Xia Liuqing screamed hysterically, her eyes filled with a morbid longing.

Jiang Mo didn't even glance at him, but instead carefully examined the mask in her hand.

He could sense the powerful force contained within the mask, an ancient and mysterious energy far beyond the comprehension of modern superhumans.

"It is indeed a good thing, but it has been used in the wrong place," Jiang Mo commented softly, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

He thought for a moment, then flicked his finger lightly.

Several black Gu worms flew out, landed on the mask, and quickly merged into it.

Ripples began to appear on the surface of the mask, and the mysterious patterns became clearer.

The Gu worms seemed to be conversing with the power within the mask, the two mysterious forces merging and colliding.

"Jiang Mo, what did you do to it?" the old master asked curiously.

He could sense that something was changing in the mask, but he couldn't make out what it was.