Limitations

"Imperial Extremity Sword Way - Kill!"

Countless sharp swords hurtled towards Bai Mo, their sword energy unpredictable. Bai Mo paid no heed and did not dodge, since this was a mental battlefield and these moves were merely a manifestation of his belief in power.

Just like a skilled swordsman, once he grasps the sword, thousands of years of arduous training and achievements in swordsmanship become his inner support. It's a unique confidence and feeling belonging to martial artists, like "with a sword in hand, I have the Tianxia."

Essentially, it's used to boost morale while weakening the opponent.

But Bai Mo simply took all these attacks upon himself, and at the same time used the Heavenly Martial Killing Way and Dark Reincarnation to quickly comprehend them.

"Well, his swordsmanship is quite unique. He had some experience with the Vacuum Sword Blade back then, but it seems that the Imperial Extremity Shocks the World's moves is more in terms of control."

No wonder they developed a move like the Jellyfish Fist.

Bai Mo looked at the sword blade on his body with a relaxed expression, even breaking off a piece to carefully examine it. Seeing this, "Qin Hong" gritted her teeth and rushed forward, wanting to seize the opening when Bai Mo was hit by the sword and further expand her victory.

Although it looks like this guy deliberately took the sword wound.

"Perfect timing! You should try my Imperial Extremity Sword Way too."

With a single wave of his hand, Bai Mo unleashed countless forces woven into various weapons that hurtled towards Qin Hong. Qin Hong was well aware of the Imperial Extremity Sword Way's offensive tactics—sharp yet fragile—and immediately unleashed a barrage of punches with overwhelming force.

With a muffled thud, Qin Hong's expression became quite interesting. Bai Mo had unleashed wasn't a sword at all; what blocked his path was a large bell that only appears in deep mountain temples.

With a loud thud, the recoil shattered the force in his fist, and he immediately roared at Bai Mo:

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Didn't I say that Imperial Extremity Shocks the World mainly focuses on control? If such martial arts are only used for swordsmanship, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? Such versatile martial arts should have a variety of forms."

However, it certainly can't be considered swordsmanship anymore; perhaps calling it the Imperial Extremity Hundred Weapons would be more appropriate.

As Bai Mo spoke, countless weapons flew out of the sky, including spears, halberds, cauldrons, hammers, and chains. The spears were sharp, the long halberds swirled, and the giant cauldrons pressed down from the sky. The Imperial Extremity Shocks the World constantly changed in his hands, as if countless powerful figures were attacking "Qin Hong" at the same time.

Just as he tried to dodge, chains extended from his feet and bound him, while the giant bell pinned him down, and hundreds of weapons rained down from the sky, smashing him to pieces.

"Yes, the method for activating the power has been deduced, and the effect is better than I expected."

Bai Mo stood still, testing the effect of what he had just learned, and nodded silently in his heart. The Imperial Extremity Shocks the World- Shaking Technique is different from the Bodhidharma Sutra. The former can be practiced as a fierce and powerful Sword of Hell, while the latter is more inclined to diverse control. Both the Jellyfish Fist and Blue Dream's Supreme Principles Explosive Stance, which combines the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist, demonstrate this point.

With a loud bang, "Qin Hong" stood up again. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but he was also deeply glad that he had chosen to fight in this mental space.

If the fight broke out outside, the numerical advantage might not necessarily be enough to defeat this monster.

"Ha, just some dust. Don't you understand? My data-driven spirit is something you can't shake. What good is a temporary advantage in technique? Can you even see any hope of victory?"

"Qin Hong" said coldly. In his opinion, Bai Mo had no chance of winning. These actions were just to give himself some mental support to ignore the undeniable facts.

Just like how Hinako Akuta knew perfectly well that Kuaiji Type Zero was not Xiang Yu, yet still groveled before him, it was essentially a pathetic act of refusing to face the truth!

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo also dropped his stance, looked at the sky, which was empty, and then sighed helplessly.

"Ha, finally facing reality?"

"No, I just regret that I can only practice the Imperial Extremity Sword Way. It's such a pity."

Qin Hong was somewhat puzzled, then Bai Mo once again revealed that subtle smile tinged with pity, and said to Qin Hong:

"Aren't you surprised that I wore that modified Dream Creator?"

Qin Hong paused, realizing this was indeed a problem. Since Bai Mo had already defeated him in the outside world, what reason did he have to wear the Dream Creator?

Generally speaking, strong people would have thought of this problem long ago, but unfortunately, the "Qin Hong" in front of us is, to some extent, a fusion of the former Qin Hong and the Landao Tianwu AI.

Once AI confirms a set of data, it will never have any doubts. This is a characteristic unique to machines, and "Qin Hong" never considered this issue from the beginning.

The next moment, as if the sky had collapsed, countless twisted objects fell from the air, shimmering with eerie, mosaic-like light. Upon seeing these things, Qin Hong's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

"What? You modified and installed the Dream Creator to divert all the data to yourself? You're fucking asking for death! You actually channeled all those data attacks from the Realm of Immortals into your own brain?!"

"Yes."

Bai Mo's expression remained relaxed, as if he were facing not drowning data, but an adorable corgi.

"Isn't there any other way? You directly erased the control over this data, so I can only guide the flow of this data."

After all, if these things aren't dealt with and they escape, many people will die. And if they can't be dealt with immediately, Xiang Yu might use this tactic against Ritsuka and the others.

Bai Mo shrugged and then cast a pitying glance at "Qin Hong".

"However, these are ultimately manifestations of mechanical data, which for humans are about achieving results through quantity. But for machines, this kind of thing could probably cause devastating destruction, right?"

This is why the Qin Shi Huang hesitated to act; he was afraid of harming the innocent.

Bai Mo appeared beside "Qin Hong" without anyone noticing, patting him on the shoulder like an old friend. "Qin Hong" was completely stunned. He only heard Bai Mo whisper in his ear:

"I am undoubtedly made of flesh and blood, but you are a combination of data manipulated by AI, right? In other words, you have absolutely no means of defense against this uncontrollable data!"

"You!"

Before he could finish speaking, the pile of data fell from the sky, cascading over Bai Mo like a waterfall, while falling on Qin Hong, who was an AI, was like being showered with corrosive acid rain.

This massive data attack is no less threatening to an artificial intelligence than a mentally ill person with only three seconds of memory writing nearly 100,000 years of code, only to have that mountain of garbage code invade their program like a rapist.

For Bai Mo, it might be a mental burden, but for Qin Hong, it was like falling into a planet made of excrement, which then began to boil under the sun's rays.

"Aaaaaah! Damn it, how could this happen? This is my death trap! Damn the Imperial Extremity Shocks the World! This harmful star formation has ruined me... glug glug..."

At this moment, he was indeed panicking. Bai Mo had not killed the Qin Shi Huang, and the only possibility of realizing the Blue Dream Plan actually depended entirely on this data attack.

But with Bai Mo's interference, this final killing move might not be able to destroy humanity.

"Imperial Extremity Shocks the World prophecy was not wrong. Perhaps Qin Hong also saw that the final battlefield was in the spiritual space, which is why she chose to unite with you."

Fate changes according to people's choices, and at this moment, I am indeed in my weakest state.

But you, your actions have already brought you destruction.

It's such a pity that he placed too much faith in prophecy. He possessed unparalleled talent, yet he entrusted his future to the Dream Creator. He was the most qualified person to become the God of the End of the Blue Dream Plan, but he only recognized that bastard Landao Tianwu.

So-called prophecies are ultimately limited by themselves.

Bai Mo grabbed "Qin Hong's " head, at which point he could only utter a bunch of incomprehensible code.

"[kKpKL%#m~z..."

"That's enough, let's end it here."

With a forceful pull, a cracking sound rang out, and the "Qin Hong" in front of him was completely shattered.

After completing all this, Bai Mo opened his eyes. At this moment, the information transmitter in the iron ring that the Dream Creator had modified into a needle was inserted into his head so that he could direct the dangerous data only to himself.

Now, his eyes seemed to be able to see that strange pile of data, like a vast Dahai of silt.

"Alright, now all that's left are you trash."