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

Crimson light flashed wildly in the sky above the Taiji Hall.

The high-frequency alarm sounded like a saw, tugging at everyone's nerves.

Li Shimin held Changsun Wuji's gradually cooling body.

He stared blankly up at the blinding red light.

"The order to clean up the entire Tian Shu system has been issued."

Li Chengqian's cold, mechanical voice drowned out the crying in the main hall.

"The body cannot be discarded, but consciousness cannot be uploaded."

"This is an ironclad rule of the Tang Dynasty, not a suggestion."

"Anyone who dares to cross the line will die."

The instant the command is issued.

Outside Chang'an City.

The underground military camp of the Great Snow Dragon Riders at Xuanwu Gate.

boom--

The heavy underground elevator doors slid open to both sides.

Thousands of black-armored heavy mechs roared out from underground.

The tracks crushed the bluestone pavement, making a screeching sound.

The mech's exhaust pipe spewed out deep blue plasma tail flames, leaving long streaks of light in the night.

Xu Xiao stood on the command mech at the very front.

He wasn't wearing casual clothes today.

Fully armed, their black and gold armor gleamed coldly in the night.

He was carrying a two-meter-long high-frequency microparticle cutting knife.

A deadly blue light flashed across the blade.

"All troops, listen to my command!"

Xu Xiao's voice, amplified by the mecha, resounded throughout the entire city of Chang'an.

"Surround all the mansions of the dukes and wealthy merchants involved."

"Illegal waste disposal cabinets discovered will be physically destroyed on site."

"Anyone who dares to obstruct this will be punished for treason and executed without exception!"

Pingkang Ward, East Market of Chang'an.

That was the gathering place of the most powerful and influential people in the Tang Dynasty.

But at this moment, they became the primary target of the Great Snow Dragon Riders.

The residence of Old Master Liu, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works.

Two black heavy mechs smashed open the vermilion gate.

The two-meter-thick door panel was torn apart as if it were made of paper.

Wood chips and copper nails were scattered all over the ground.

"What are you doing! This is the Minister's residence!"

The Liu family's steward led dozens of servants, wielding stun batons, and rushed out.

Before they could even get close...

The sonic dispersal cannon on the mech emitted low-frequency vibrations.

The steward and servants covered their ears and collapsed to the ground in agony.

I felt like my internal organs were churning.

Xu Xiao jumped off the mecha.

The heavy boots trod on the expensive Persian carpet, leaving a dark mud stain.

He didn't even look at the person on the ground.

Carrying the microparticle knife, he headed straight for the underground chamber in the backyard.

Inside the secret room.

The pale white regeneration cabinet was still flashing a faint indicator light.

Grandpa Liu died inside the server rack because of the forced internet disconnection.

A shriveled mass of dead flesh was soaking in murky nutrient solution.

Several of Liu's direct descendants were kneeling beside the server rack, wailing.

"General Xu! Show mercy!"

The eldest son of the Liu family rushed over and hugged Xu Xiao's leg.

"Although my father is gone, this machine still contains a backup of his consciousness!"

Please keep it as a memento!

Xu Xiao kicked him away.

He snorted coldly.

"Longing?"

"Are we just going to keep this pile of junk and let it continue to bleed the real economy of the Tang Dynasty dry?"

He did not hesitate at all.

Grip the microparticle cutter firmly with both hands.

hum-

A high-frequency oscillating blue light illuminated.

Xu Xiao swung his sword down.

Blinding sparks exploded instantly in the sealed room.

It includes radiation-proof glass and a titanium alloy outer shell.

The million-dollar recharge cabinet was cut diagonally in half like a block of tofu.

The nutrient solution mixed with the old man's bodily fluids spilled all over the floor.

It smelled incredibly foul.

"Father—"

The eldest son of the Liu family slumped down in the pool of foul-smelling liquid.

They watched helplessly as the machine, which represented the dream of immortality, turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The muscles in his face twitched violently.

Despair, fear, and the emptiness after dreams are shattered.

The look on that pampered face was incredibly ugly.

That night, Chang'an was destined to be sleepless.

The piercing alarm and the roar of mechs echoed throughout the city.

Sparks flew continuously in the backyards of various wealthy and powerful families.

At Wang Bancheng's house and Li Daozong's residence.

Even the underground imperial mausoleum palace located far away in Lishan.

A group of snow dragon riders kicked open the tomb door.

They ignored the pleas of Wang De and several other old eunuchs.

They used a heavy-duty robotic arm to smash Li Shimin's expensive "Supreme Emperor's Rebirth Tablet" to pieces.

The old elites sat slumped in their smashed secret rooms.

They looked at the metal fragments scattered on the ground and the flowing nutrient solution.

I listened as the last buzzing sound of electricity in the server rack completely disappeared.

They spent the savings of several generations and sold off all their industrial workshops.

They thought they had bought a ticket to cyber immortality.

result.

Faced with this absolutely violent physical extermination.

Not even a ripple was made.

All illusions were shattered tonight.

early morning.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the smog over Chang'an.

But the wind was still very cold, and it felt like a knife cutting into my face.

Xishi Heavy Industrial Zone.

The place had been shut down for several days and was lifeless.

Now, dozens of heavy-duty trucks are lined up in a long queue in front of the steelmaking blast furnace.

The truck was loaded with the wreckage of server racks that the Dragon Cavalry had confiscated from the homes of various powerful and wealthy people last night during the heavy snowfall.

Those high-tech scrap metal pieces that once shone with mysterious runes and represented "ascension".

It was lifted up by the workers using a large electromagnetic crane arm.

They were thrown mercilessly into the relit blast furnace.

boom!

The blazing flames engulfed the titanium alloy shells.

Under high temperatures, it doesn't matter what kind of divine position or code backup.

They all melted rapidly in the furnace at several thousand degrees Celsius.

It flowed out.

It is no longer just abstract data in a virtual world.

Instead, it refers to the cheapest and hottest industrial steel in the real world.