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

Jiang Mo didn't explain further, but instead walked towards Dorn, who had turned completely black and was in unbearable pain.

By this time, Dorn had completely lost his human form.

It looks more like a black lump of flesh made up of countless worms.

It kept wriggling, making a chilling sound.

"I have seen everything you have learned and done."

Jiang Mo looked down at the black mass, his tone calm.

"Though his intentions are flawed, his intelligence is truly extraordinary."

"I will grant you death; that would not be a bad end."

After saying that, Jiang Mo lightly tapped his finger, and the black substance immediately stopped wriggling and then quickly shrank.

It eventually turned into a handful of black powder, which scattered on the ground.

Dorne, the founder of Behemoth and a former master alchemist, thus ended his life.

The very power he pursued became the root of his destruction.

"Big brother, what should we do next?" Zhang Chulan asked, looking around the laboratory filled with advanced equipment.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Mo said, "This base contains a lot of valuable data and equipment; we can't let it go to waste."

"President Li, could you please contact the company and have them send someone to take over this place?"

"Zhang Chulan, you and Feng Baobao go and check the other personnel in the base to make sure no one has escaped."

"Chen Duo, Wei Duoduo, come with me to examine the materials in the lab, especially the section on the *Taiqing Xuandian*."

Everyone immediately sprang into action, splitting up to carry out Jiang Mo's instructions.

Li Muxuan took out his communication equipment and contacted the company headquarters;

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao left the laboratory to check on the situation inside the base;

Chen Duo and Wei Duoduo followed closely behind Jiang Mo, helping him organize the data in the laboratory.

Jiang Mo arrived at Dorn's control panel and began browsing the data and files on it.

This document records Dorn's research findings over many years.

This includes genetic modification technology, alchemical secrets, and research notes on the "Taiqing Xuandian".

"Jiang Mo, look at this."

Chen Duo pointed to an encrypted folder labeled "Fragments of the Taiqing Xuandian".

Jiang Mo nodded, his fingers flying across the keyboard, easily cracking the password set by Dorn. The folder opened to reveal fragments of the *Taiqing Xuandian* collected by Dorn, along with his research notes.

Although incomplete, it is still useful for Jiang Mo, who has already mastered the complete version.

These materials can be used as a reference to verify whether his understanding of the Taiqing Xuandian is correct.

"Although Dorn has taken the wrong path, his intelligence is truly extraordinary."

Jiang Mo flipped through these notes and couldn't help but sigh.

"His understanding of the *Taiqing Xuandian* is, in some respects, even more thorough than mine."

"Unfortunately, he was too eager for quick success and instant benefits, attempting to simulate the power of heaven and earth through technological means, which ultimately led him astray."

Seeing Jiang Mo's focused expression, Chen Duo and Wei Duoduo didn't dare to disturb him. They simply stood quietly to the side, waiting for his instructions.

Just then, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao rushed back.

"Big Brother, something terrible has happened! We've discovered a secret room on the bottom level of the base, and dozens of children are being held inside!"

Zhang Chulan's expression was grave, and his tone was urgent.

"They look to be in very bad shape; they appear to be human test subjects used for some kind of experiment!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Jiang Mo's eyes.

He was once a test subject himself, and he knows all too well the pain and despair involved.

I never imagined that Dorn was also conducting such heinous experiments.

"Take me to see him immediately."

Jiang Mo got up and then quickly left the laboratory with Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.

They traversed a complex network of corridors and passageways, eventually reaching the lowest level of the base.

The air here is damp and polluted, filled with the unpleasant smell of disinfectant and medicine.

The corridor is lined with transparent glass cells, each containing a child.

The children were of varying ages, the youngest looking only five or six years old, and the oldest no more than thirteen or fourteen.

They were all wearing identical white hospital gowns, their faces pale and their eyes vacant.

Some even showed obvious abnormalities—their skin turned an unnatural color, or strange organs grew.

"This place... is simply hell on earth." Zhang Chulan looked at these pitiful children, his heart filled with anger and sorrow.

Jiang Mo's expression turned extremely serious, and the killing intent in his eyes almost materialized.

He walked slowly to the nearest cell and observed the children inside through the glass.

It was a boy of about eight years old, with an unnaturally blue complexion.

The eyes turned completely black, and the pupils were no longer visible.

The boy was curled up in the corner, hugging his knees, his body trembling, and his expression was dazed, as if he was enduring great pain.

Jiang Mo reached out and gently pressed his hand against the glass, closing his eyes as if sensing something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a look of pity on his face.

"These children have all been injected with modified genes and various drugs, and some have even had special tissues implanted in them."

Jiang Mo's voice was low and heavy, "Dorn wants to use them to verify his genetic modification technology."

"Can we save them?" Zhang Chulan asked anxiously.

Jiang Mo was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "We can give it a try."

"However, for some children who have been modified too thoroughly, even if they survive, they may not be able to fully recover."

After saying that, Jiang Mo raised his hand and waved it gently, and all the cell doors opened at the same time.

However, none of the children managed to escape.

They seem to have become accustomed to their life of imprisonment.

Or perhaps they are bound by fear and dare not step out of that threshold.

Jiang Mo sighed, walked into the first cell, and knelt down in front of the blue-skinned boy to look him in the eye.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

Jiang Mo's voice was gentle yet firm, a stark contrast to his usual coldness.

The boy slowly raised his head, his black eyes staring directly at Jiang Mo. They were still empty, but there seemed to be a faint glimmer of light in them now.

Jiang Mo reached out and gently placed her hand on the top of the boy's head.

"Bear with it a little, it will hurt a bit."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and the Qi within his body began to circulate, seeping into the boy's body along his palm.

The boy's body stiffened abruptly, then began to tremble violently, emitting painful whimpers.

The blue skin began to crack, revealing a glimpse of the normal skin tone underneath.

The cracks are increasing.

Eventually, the entire layer of blue skin peeled off like a snake shedding its skin, revealing normal skin.

At the same time, his black eyes began to return to normal, and the pupils and irises slowly became visible.

The whole process lasted about two minutes before Jiang Mo slowly withdrew his hand.

The boy had now fully recovered and looked like a normal person.

He was still very weak, slumped on the ground, panting heavily.