Deposed? I couldn't be happier! I wouldn't even be a dog to the crown prince.

As the golden light faded, two terrifying data entities confronted each other on the ruins.

At the edge of the shattered digital sky, scattered fragments of light drifted down like shattered gold.

It struck the gray floor tiles, creating tangible data ripples.

The deathly gray fog spread out in the middle of the long street.

It reveals the center of the underground river, which was torn apart by millions of smuggled copper wires.

"Li Chengqian, you've come all alone! You're courting death!"

Young Master Wang's voice came from the jumbled mess of characters all around.

The voice had a cold tone.

It oscillates repeatedly throughout the entire gray metaverse space.

"I hold the lives of 100,000 peasants in my hands, what makes you think you can fight me?"

The phantom image on the dragon's head flickered frequently.

His distorted face was filled with an arrogant confidence that he had the victory in his grasp.

The error symbols around it buzzed like a swarm of flies, a species undergoing evolution.

Li Chengqian stood calmly in the center of the ruins.

The nanoconductive suit he wore shimmered with a faint light.

"A piece of junk cobbled together from a pile of scrap metal dares to claim it has trump cards in front of me?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a coldness unique to the chief planner.

In the very milliseconds that his words fell.

From the depths of the once calm, dark red mud pit, large swathes of green poisonous mist suddenly began to gush into the sky.

The family's computing power transformed into a gigantic, eerie green virus dragon, devouring the surrounding consciousness.

That's bloated computing power created by thousands upon thousands of illegal transformers.

They twisted and tugged wildly in the void.

Finally, it coalesced into a colossal monster that was tens of thousands of feet long.

The dragon's head was several times wider than the Taiji Hall.

The two dragon eyes, twisted from green error symbols, are filled with the ruthlessness of gamblers.

The dragon's body writhed with jumbled scales, emitting a grating, teeth-grinding friction sound.

Each scale is a piece of illegal code that has been burned.

They looked like living beetles.

They piled up and rolled endlessly on the dragon's skin.

"roar--!"

The dragon opened its massive jaws and let out a dry roar.

Its whiskers, like those of a high-voltage electric needle, swung in the air and then inhaled in the opposite direction.

The gray consciousness particles that were locked to the white bone platform were instantly torn off by it.

"Help! My head is going to split open!"

"Immortal Master, please don't steal my soul!"

The youth's consciousness emitted a faint whimper from the dragon's mouth.

For every bit of their gray shadow that is devoured by the dragon, their physical bodies in reality decay a bit more.

The eldest son of the king has half of a ferocious face on the dragon's head.

"See that? That's my capital!"

"If you dare to move an inch, I'll make these 100,000 people pay with their lives!"

His voice echoed through the void.

In front of the holographic screen in the side hall of Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin's eyes were fixed on the ten-thousand-foot-long evil dragon.

The old man's two thighs were so stiff it looked like he was crossing a river in the dead of winter.

The notch on the Tian Ce sword in his hand, illuminated by the cold light, looked like an ugly scar.

"That beast...it's eating my crops!"

Li Shimin slapped the jade railing in front of him.

His voice trembled.

The last penny of the royal treasury was tied up in this large market.

Changsun Wuji knelt down with a thud.

The fat muscles on his face twitched wildly with fear of the technology.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is too immature."

Faced with such a computing power monster that stretches for tens of thousands of feet.

"Your Highness's Dharma body is as insignificant as a grain of sand!"

Fang Xuanling also had a dry, pursed mouth, clutching his court tablet.

The old man's eyes were filled with a despair in the face of annihilation.

"Oh no, these are 40,000 future able-bodied men of the Tang Dynasty!"

If this evil dragon swallows them all, our real-world blast furnaces will have to be physically shut down tomorrow!

Faced with this overwhelming green poisonous fog and the roaring evil dragon.

Standing in the middle of the ruins, Li Chengqian merely let out a cold laugh.

He didn't click on the mecha shell in the system store.

They also did not utilize those high-tech orbital laser cannon modules.

"Playing with skins? I am the creator of this world."

Who gave you permission to use this disgusting mosaic paint on my plate?

Li Chengqian did not choose a mecha, but directly accessed the underlying invincible code, and was equipped with a chainmail golden armor and a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown.

His long, slender right hand gently pressed on the virtual panel.

A pure gold ancestral seal spanning the entire screen.

Carrying the empire's most cutting-edge technology, it crashed into the deepest, most hidden core of the Tian Shu system.

"Buzz—!"

It was a crisp, technically-driven unlocking echo.

It stood out vividly amidst the desolate ruins.

Strands of pure gold, even purer than sunlight, began to spread wildly from Li Chengqian's ankles throughout his entire body.

In a fraction of a second, those rays of light transformed into a stunning visual reconstruction.

It lacks the coldness of mechs and the heaviness of steel plates.

A waterfall of zeros and ones weaves rapidly on the outside of his subcutaneous tissue.

It transformed into tightly interlocking golden dragon scales.

The golden armor reflected a dazzling light under the cold illumination.

Within milliseconds, the golden chainmail was perfectly fastened to his chest.

Ancient Tian Shu seal script appeared on the heart-protecting mirror.

It exudes a sacred and inviolable majesty.

The light forced the surrounding eerie green poisonous mist back three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Immediately after, above his head.

Two long purple phoenix feathers, several meters long, emerged abruptly from the void, like two sharp swords piercing the darkness.

The phoenix-winged purple-gold crown was locked.

A metal stylus pierced the highest-level access interface at the back of his head.

It made a crisp, physical clicking sound.

A close-up of the Great Sage's battle robe fluttering in the wind was magnified on all the holographic screens.

That blinding red slashed open a huge gash in the eerie green poisonous mist that filled the sky.

The red silk ribbons swirled wildly in the illusory air.

Each swing sends up a shower of dazzling golden code-like sparks.

"Young Master Wang, here comes your beginner village instance."

I will personally clear the area tonight.

Li Chengqian pressed one hand against the waist guard of the golden armor.

He slowly raised his head.

The eyes hidden beneath the phoenix feathers were filled with the arrogance of the lead planner when looking at the system's garbage.

"You think you can use a mortal's brain as a firewall?"

Two beams of pure gold computing power, like fiery eyes, pierced through the void in an instant.

The jumbled mess in front of the dragon was blasted into countless flying fragments.

Anything that touches this golden light will trigger an error message.

They were all forcibly physically purified within one ten-thousandth of a millisecond.

"This...this is a divine skin from Lingyan Pavilion?!"

In the muddy water of the Duke of Su's mansion, Cheng Yaojin stared blankly upwards with his face upturned.

He slammed the large, ornate cleaver in his hand onto the stone bench with a loud clang.

My entire upper arm was numb from the shock.

The old soldier wiped the cold sweat from his face.

"My God, I, Old Cheng, have fought all my life."

This is the first time I've ever seen someone actually bring the Monkey King from a picture book to life!

This unfilial son's methods are truly terrifying!

Changsun Wuji was also dumbfounded, and his jaw almost dislocated on the spot.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness is not fighting a war with an iron box."

He's using the mythical romance inherent in our Chinese heritage to physically suppress the dirty code of those powerful families!

The old minister's voice was dry and hoarse.

Li Shimin gripped the remains of the dragon throne, his face turning from deathly pale to flushed red.

The old man's throat was dry.

"You unfilial son...you unfilial son truly possess extraordinary abilities!"

Why didn't you show me this trick sooner?!

Meanwhile, the eldest son of the Wang family was hiding in an underground air-raid shelter.

I looked at the projection of the Monkey King in golden armor on my monitor.

The sense of confidence that belonged to the powerful family in his heart finally began to waver in large swathes within those milliseconds.

The keyboard lights flickered on his bluish face.

"Stop playing tricks on me!"

Young Master Wang slapped the power switch.

"No matter what you pretend to be!"

Faced with an absolute resource advantage, your computing power can't even break through my defense network!

He turned his head and roared at the Cui family elder beside him.

"Increase the pressure! Connect all the electricity in the black market to my power supply!"

Go all in on shorting! Use those 100,000 brains as bombs to smash them to death!

The final frenzy of the remnants of the aristocratic families reached its peak in that minute.

"roar--!"

The colossal dragon, upon receiving the final command, violently jerked its massive body in mid-air.

The garbled scales on its body emitted a burnt smell due to the high-frequency voltage overload of the cables.

The green error messages started to spontaneously combust.

Its gaping maw, large enough to devour half of Chang'an, suddenly opened wide.

"Your Highness! Get out of the way! That high-voltage current will completely erase your consciousness!"

Wu Zetian shouted urgently from the other end of the screen.

Her projection erupted in terror, releasing a large arc of chaotic ions that hissed and crackled.

The deep blue dress trembled violently in the light waves.

Faced with this monstrous virus dragon that could destroy the world, it swooped down.

Li Chengqian did not retreat even half a step.

His feet, hidden beneath his golden armor, steadily sank into the gray mud.

The two phoenix feathers on its head were stretched into a straight line by the strong wind.

His sneer grew wider and wider.

"A hundred thousand brains are nothing compared to what resources we have."

Tonight, I'll show you frogs in a well what true national algorithmic hegemony is all about.

His expression was extremely cold.

His left hand was still casually draped over his hip.

In that split second of life and death, her fair right hand suddenly shot upwards into the void.

He made a grabbing gesture with extreme ferocity.

His fingers traced a long arc in the golden light.

That close-up slow motion, a fraction of a second, was slowed down to resemble a grand creation of the world in the eyes of the emperor and his ministers in the palace.

The bright red pleated battle robe fluttered in the wind.

Deep within his pupils was reflected the gaping maw of a dragon.

The dragon opened its blood-red maw and swooped down. Li Chengqian grabbed at the air and shouted, "Tian Shu, transfer all the supercomputing power from the real world!"