Devouring the Cursed Seal! Tang San, Welcome to the Hell of Genetic Collapse!

"A heretic stealing divine power? Thunder Judgment?"

Qin Feng listened to the words relayed by Ning Fengzhi over the communicator, his face devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

He simply spoke into the communicator, using the tone of someone giving orders to a subordinate: "Mine Manager, your task is to mine, not to relay messages."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, I will handle."

"I am giving you three days. If the first batch of Vibranium ore does not appear on my conveyor belt, you know the consequences."

On the other end of the communicator, Ning Fengzhi's body shivered instinctively.

He seemed to see that mushroom cloud rising fifty kilometers away once again, along with that Thunder Tyrannosaurus being used as a living power bank.

"Yes! Master! I guarantee the mission will be completed!" Ning Fengzhi's voice was filled with urgency, and he dared not mention a single word about Yu Yuanzhen again.

Qin Feng casually ended the call.

To him, the provocation from a primitive tribe that only knew how to discharge electricity with brute force was not even as important as a set of anomalous data in his laboratory.

He turned and looked at the secondary screen in the Central Control Room.

On the screen was the real-time monitoring report of the test subject "Tang San," just transmitted by Orochimaru.

"Boss, the data on this Tang San is a bit off!" Grey Wolf, holding a wrench in his mouth, pointed at the warning curves spiking red on the screen. "His cells are undergoing massive non-programmed apoptosis, yet his vital signs are being forcibly maintained by a strange energy cycle!"

"It's like a boiler about to explode, with someone frantically adding coal inside while pouring ice water on the outer shell!"

Qin Feng walked to the screen and pulled up the dynamic evolution chart of Tang San's gene sequence.

In the chart, the purple light chains representing the Heaven Cursed Seal virus were frantically eroding the blue light chains representing Tang San's own genes.

However, a golden stream of energy—Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy—was attempting to wrap around, suppress, and even decompose those purple light chains in reverse.

"Heh, interesting." A curve appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

He connected to the internal communication line of the Underground Level 4 Biological Laboratory.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

Orochimaru's pale face appeared on the screen, his background a massive culture tank.

Tang San was submerged within it, his skin a sickly grayish-black, and the three-tomoe Heaven Cursed Seal on his neck glowed with an ominous light, like a red-hot branding iron.

"Qin Feng-kun, this test subject of yours has given me a huge surprise!" Orochimaru's voice was filled with undisguised excitement.

He pointed at the slightly trembling Tang San in the culture tank.

"The second martial soul inside him, that black hammer, its bloodline factors are being passively activated! It is actively devouring the Heaven Cursed Seal I planted!"

"It seems to want to convert the senjutsu chakra within the seal into its own nourishment!"

"However," Orochimaru's tone shifted, his golden snake-like pupils flashing with obsession, "his method of conversion is too primitive, too crude! That so-called 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' of his is like a stubborn old man, insisting on using a fixed set of boxing techniques to fight ten thousand thugs who don't follow the rules!"

"The result is that his gene chain is collapsing across the board under the impact of the seal's mutation and the forced twisting of the Mysterious Heaven Skill!"

"His body is becoming a true battlefield! Every second, hundreds of millions of cells are wailing, dying, and mutating!"

Qin Feng listened to Orochimaru's report without a hint of sympathy.

He merely watched coldly as Tang San's face twisted in agony on the screen.

"He thinks he is resisting."

"In reality, he is merely using his own life to provide the most precious data for my experiment."

Qin Feng's finger tapped lightly on the console, sending a command through.

"Doctor, I see his mental energy is still resisting; this will affect the purity of the data."

"Increase the dosage."

"I want him to watch clearly as his own body steps toward collapse, and then... in my hands, achieve 'rebirth'."

Orochimaru let out a raspy laugh; he loved this plan.

He walked to a console and began operating it with practiced ease.

"Also, his Mysterious Heaven Skill is quite interesting." Qin Feng's gaze fell upon that golden stream of energy. "It is like a hard-coded program—inflexible, but sufficiently stable."

"Record its execution mode. Brother Wolf, analyze it later and see if it can be transformed into a 'biological battery charge-discharge management system'."

"You got it, Boss!" Grey Wolf responded excitedly. "It'll be perfect for managing Thunder No. 1! Much more stable than it discharging on its own!"

Lying in the culture tank, Tang San's consciousness was trapped in a chaotic, agonizing void.

He could feel an evil force eroding his limbs and bones, polluting his soul power.

Meanwhile, the Mysterious Heaven Skill he took such pride in was doing everything in its power to guard his heart and dantian, refining the invading energy over and over again.

He thought he had held his final line of defense.

He thought that as long as he persisted, he could, as his master said, expel the external evil and consolidate his foundation.

However, he did not know.

Every time he circulated his energy, every time he resisted, every detail of his soul power flow was being precisely recorded, transmitted into a cold machine, and turned into lines of code that could be modified at will.

His struggle was meaningless.

At that very moment, a stream of icy liquid was injected into his body through the tubes connected to him.

That was neither anesthetic nor poison.

It was a type of... stimulant that could make his spirit hyper-alert!

The excruciating pain was magnified tenfold! A hundredfold!

"Ahhhhhhh--!!!"

A silent scream echoed frantically within his mental world.

He could clearly "see" his bones becoming brittle and his muscles dissolving, while that black Clear Sky Hammer martial soul was devouring everything, becoming increasingly hideous and increasingly... unfamiliar!

This was not his martial soul!

This was not his body!

"No... no!!"

Tang San's will was completely submerged by fear and despair at this moment.

Qin Feng watched the mental agony index on the screen, which had already climbed to its peak, with an expressionless face, and calmly issued an order to Orochimaru.

"The data collection is just about finished."

"Now, inject him with the T-Virus First Generation Stable Strain."

"I need an experimental field capable of self-evolution to test the fusion limit between the T-Virus and the bloodline power of this world."

"As for that hammer..."

Qin Feng's finger tapped heavily on the screen, right on the genetic sequence representing the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

"I want it to be completely surnamed 'Qin' at the genetic level."

"It is time for our protagonist to welcome his first 'evolution'."