The Great Wilderness God, Longevity Heaven, and Zhen Chan's locust-like Sword Qi battled fiercely, causing the sky to shatter and the earth to quake. From Wang Qi's perspective, these two deities towered like pillars holding up the sky. Meanwhile, Zhen Chan's Sword Array covered the heavens, possessing almost the power of world destruction.

However, Wang Qi knew that all of this was illusory.

Inexplicably, he recalled a legend from Earth. It is said that the top-tier programmers can, after a few attempts, read a game's AI. To such people, the various scenes within a game appear as irregular polygons, as three-dimensional representations of NuRBS, as stacks of lines of code.

Wang Qi was unsure if anyone in that universe on Earth, which supports no transcendent phenomena, could achieve this with ordinary mental capacity. But now, he was attempting just that.

"After all, it is an illusory thing, not truly and meaningfully existing. Fundamentally, it's just an accumulation of information..."

Contending in will against Immortals who have lived for hundreds of thousands, even millions of years, was simply too foolish, especially in a scenario where the strength of one's heart intent strengthened their combat power.

However, if one could reduce this grand scene to a heap of data, then numbers are just numbers. When not in execution, no matter how terrifying the virus or how powerful the program, it's just ordinary information.

"Commands..." Wang Qi's fingers lightly glided through the air, a multitude of operators appeared and disappeared at his fingertips, arranging into unprecedented formats. But when he tried to input this string of operators into his bracelet, as expected, an error signal appeared.

Just as anticipated.

Wang Qi thought so.

At the very beginning, when he invaded that piece of "heterogeneous," indefinable space, he had anticipated this outcome.

Back then, he had crashed into the date file but couldn't read it. Only after the Holy Emperor Venerable invoked it in a way Wang Qi had never learned, did that grand Divine Country take shape.

"So, it all comes down to special effects..." Wang Qi told himself. However, he was also aware that he hadn't yet unwrapped the "game's" package, or even if he did, he couldn't understand it.

Within that chaotic system, the algorithms Wang Qi mastered were practically useless.

This "game" of the Holy Emperor Venerable left only "forty-nine paths" as external interfaces. At this moment, it was instead Zhen Chan, who adapted to the Ancient Method, that could truly display their power.

Time after time of inputting, all that resulted was innumerable errors. Only occasionally would a bit of basic commands enter, but even then, they had no effect.

With each attempt, Wang Qi accumulated a vast amount of data. This data would deepen his understanding of this Divine Country. However, it required a lot of time to deconstruct. Yet, Zhen Chan, after all, was just a Residual Soul; although strong in heart intent, he lacked the heart power for long-term contemplation, and couldn't hold on for too long.

"In that case... don't blame me for flipping the table." Wang Qi closed his eyes and transmitted a message to Zhen Chan: "Old man, that 'mountain range' is a bit troublesome, it's going to obstruct my big move!"

That "mountain range" was a "firewall" composed of large-scale information. They were like a sieve, only allowing the normal power of Human Dao Order to pass through, while blocking attacks initiated by the Heart Demon Curse.

Zhen Chan responded, slowly brewing, preparing to unleash an unparalleled sword strike.

In the meantime, Wang Qi also began composing his attack.

At this point, the Yin Yang Yao outside his body had already flashed into a continuous glow. During the operation of cultivation, more operators arranged and formed, turning into a Spirit Domain's unresolvable plague.

Then, Zhen Chan struck first.

"Taiyi True Form Seven-Stringed Sword Divine Qi!"

The straight Sword Qi was like a white rainbow splitting the sun, the unparalleled swordsmanship originating from Luofu Xuanqing Palace shattered the Holy Emperor Venerable's "wall" with force.

Then, Wang Qi raised his hand. Under the astonished gaze of Lian Xinjie and Hu Xuanjia, he slowly cut down. The peerless Sword Intent within this strike left both of them feeling deeply threatened.

Within the Divine Country, following the Taiyi True Form Seven-Stringed Sword Divine Qi, a second Sword Qi began to rise. Initially, it wasn't particularly powerful. However, all the Divine Country power tainted by the Heart Demon Curse was swept up by this sword.

This was his most proficient Divine Plague Curse Technique, his instance comprehended it during his conflict with Mi Changjiu, a Law of devouring another's power.

However, this sword was not purely the Divine Plague Curse Technique. Last month, at Luofu Xuanqing Palace, Wang Qi had also put in a considerable amount of effort into cultivation. Under the guidance of Zhen Chan, a Great Grandmaster of Luofu Xuanqing Palace, Wang Qi quickly mastered a few techniques through his own train of thought.

Including the technique he was demonstrating now, the Taiji Sword.

Innate Five Taos, beginning from Taiyi, ending with Taiji.

A Sword Light, akin to the Taiji Fish Line, elegantly spread within the Holy Emperor Venerable's Divine Country. And within this Sword Light, countless tiny strands of light, akin to silk threads or snowflakes, extended outward. These were also Taiji Fish Lines, smaller Taiji Fish Lines. Wang Qi's sword subtly contained the mystery of fractals, one Sword Light splitting endlessly, each Taiji Fish Line dividing Yin Yang.

From afar, this Divine Country imbued with the meaning of eternity resembled a fragile piece of glass, a striking crack continuously expanding from its edge towards its center.

In an instant, on Spirit Phoenix Island, cries of lamentation echoed as one. Everyone clutched their chests in pain and knelt. At that moment, they felt as if their Xinling had been sliced and shattered by an unparalleled Sword Intent.

The battlefield between Wang Qi and the Holy Emperor Venerable was this Human Dao, the Human Dao cluster of Spirit Phoenix Island. They were essentially the foundation of the Holy Emperor Venerable's Divine Country. Wang Qi's sword that tore apart the Divine Country indeed inflicted actual harm upon it. Naturally, this damage extended to them.

At this moment, regardless of whether they were Golden Core Nascent Soul or Avatar Unification, all clutched their chests, crying out in pain.

Yet, amidst this upheaval, the Holy Emperor Venerable's gaze remained calm. He had already discerned the invader's foundations—at least he believed so. To him, this mysterious enemy's means were indeed formidable, but they did not surpass the limit of mortals, and were far inferior in strength. As long as he became serious, he could turn defeat into victory in an instant. Now, he was merely waiting to see what more the opponent's Magic could bring forth.

However, in the next moment, he frowned.

Because this move was something he couldn't comprehend.

Taiji, the differential of Yin and Yang.

One gives birth to two.

All the Sword Light of Wang Qi reaching the domain of the opponent's Divine Country was decomposed, disintegrating into the most primitive energies of Yin and Yang. With the Taiji Fish Line Sword Light as the boundary, one became Yin, the other Yang. This Yin Yang energy opposed yet unified. Each differentiated Sword Light stirred up a mass of Yin Yang energy, transforming into a Yin Yang Qi Vortex. Then, the Yin Yang Qi Vortexes attracted each other, rhythmically and orderly.

Every Yin Yang Qi Vortex kept changing in its rhythm, the Yin and Yang guarding each other inside and out. Positive and negative, Yin and Yang, yes and no... binary judgments were executed, then reassembled into the trinary change of or and not, ultimately deriving endless Laws.

Two give birth to three, three give birth to all things.

Wang Qi knew that he had succeeded.

Regarding pure power, that Sword Light was far inferior to Zhen Chan's Taiyi True Form Seven-Stringed Sword Divine Qi. However, it was specifically designed against the Divine Country, cleaving Yin and Yang, creating Yin Yang Qi Vortexes, substituting for the Yin Yang Yao Wang Qi couldn't mobilize within himself, providing Wang Qi with computational power.

If this "Divine Country" were likened to a major game, then the Holy Emperor Venerable would be the top-tier player. Whether in data, tactical thinking, or operation, everything was at the theoretical limit. Wang Qi's chances of defeating him within the "game rules" were nearly impossible.

But Wang Qi was a "programmer". Once he deciphered the code of this game, he could defeat the Holy Emperor by operating outside the rules—a proverbial "hack".

First and foremost, Wang Qi couldn't allow the battlefield to remain on the Holy Emperor Venerable's home ground.

This Divine Country had cleverly "encapsulated" its methods, operable only through the "Ancient Method." Here, only mystical and profound conflicts could occur. In this aspect, the collective capabilities of all Shenzhou Cultivators throughout history might not compare to the Holy Emperor Venerable, a Banished Immortal.

Therefore, Wang Qi aimed to transform this battlefield, to pull the fight away from the mystical Xinling conflicts, back to the mechanical level, to defeat the Holy Emperor using the ultimate computation within the bounds of logic.

The Dao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, three produces all things.

First emerged Machine Language, from Machine Language came the Assembler, from the Assembler, the Compiler, from the Compiler emerged myriad Laws.

Within 0 and 1, Wang Qi was gradually constructing an invincible power in the illusory world.

Gradually, in his gaze, the illusion of the grand Divine Country faded, as if a game suddenly encountered a BUG, and all textures failed. Then, line after line of Yin Yang Yao appeared before Wang Qi. Through the temporary compiled Compiler transformation, the Wanxiang Diagram, which Wang Qi was familiar with and found easiest to operate, manifested.

The Holy Emperor Venerable's expression once again showed bewilderment. The disintegrating Divine Country suddenly became unintelligible to him. Clearly a Yin Yang Transformation, even without more advanced derivations such as Four Symbols and Eight Diagrams, but merely the most basic, most mechanical Yin Yang transformation. Yet, within this Yin Yang transformation, numerous things comprehensible only to him emerged.

The will of Wang Qi descended upon the Divine Country. The "I" within his Mana extended here, emitting a robust battle cry. A massive sense of crisis arose in everyone's Xinling, as if a world-ending disaster was imminent. Unconsciously, they knelt in sincerity, praying that the Holy Emperor could purge the Outer Demon.

In the eyes of the Holy Emperor Venerable, it was as if an indescribable creature had invaded his Divine Country.

For the first time in millennia, his face showed an expression of astonishment.

"What exactly… are you?"

Naturally, Wang Qi wasn't going to answer. In his gaze, Yin and Yang danced with rhythm. This was a language beyond human comprehension. His hand, akin to conducting an orchestra, moved subtly, generating line after line of code rapidly.

He hadn't experienced such exhilarating calculation for a long time…

Wang Qi opened his eyes, his gaze filled with Wanxiang Diagram as if a dance of demons.

"Holy Emperor Venerable… you couldn't possibly not withstand even my probing attack, could you?"