The closer he was to the city, the more he could sense the burning fire of life of human beings. The brainwaves that were blossoming like colorful flowers were transmitting voices and pictures to Li Yao incessantly.
Of course, it was impossible for him to hear people's thoughts directly. However, if someone was too excited and their brainwaves were surging to the maximum, it was possible that some information would leak out and be received by Li Yao like a high and sharp wave.
The messy memory pieces were like the mottled and glamorous pictures in a kaleidoscope, crashing Li Yao's soul wave after wave.
Such an anomaly did not bring him the pleasure of spying on other people at all. Instead, it made Li Yao suffer indescribable torment. He seemed to have been involved in a surging tide of feelings and rationality. The tides made of screams, cries, roars, and sorrowful sobs were tearing him apart in all directions. Then, he seemed to have fallen into the abyss made of the pains and troubles of thousands of people, and he was affected by the dark feelings too, unable to free himself.
"This is so dreadful!"
Li Yao tried his best to free himself from the ocean of feelings. Looking at his scattered and dimming soul, he was still rather scared.
He finally understood why "telepathy" was so efficient and useful, but human beings still resolutely abandoned it on the path of evolution and chose to communicate with language and words that seemed to be even less efficient.
It was because the former's efficiency of information exchange was too high. It was so high that the same emotion and way of thinking would quickly 'infect' every individual. It could even cause cross-infection and group resonance. In the end, the entire group would only have one emotion and one way of thinking left.
If one person cries, the entire clan will cry with him. If one person laughs, the entire clan will laugh with him. If one person is unable to restrain his anger, this kind of anger may spread to the entire clan in an instant. Who knows, in the next second, there might be a civil war!
What kind of "civilization" was there to talk about with such a social structure?
Only a swarm civilization such as the Houyi Clan, or an absolutely rational mechanical civilization such as Xiaoming and Wenwen, could completely adopt such a way of information communication as telepathy.
The brain of human beings was a solid castle in which the soul of human beings could hide and think independently in peace. It was not affected by the radiation of stars, the cosmic storms, or the excessive interference of other people's feelings and thoughts. Only on such a foundation could various patterns of thinking and emotional states be born, and only then could one blossom and explore the infinite future!
However, for Li Yao at this moment, his soul had been too far away from his shell.
He was like a soldier who had taken off his Crystal Suit and even ripped apart his mustard-seed combat suit, fighting naked against a storm of burning bullets!
Even though his soul had reached the limits, it was impossible for him to compete with the feelings of billions of people.
His Divine Soul was like a candle in the wind. It was on the verge of collapse and dying.
What a terrifying state!
Li Yao thought to himself, I'm only able to resist the blast of the feelings of thousands of people by condensing my soul into a cluster. But if I'm in the real Divinity Branching Stage, I will have to split my soul into thousands of parts to resonate with the vitality fields of billions of people and absorb their strength for my training. If I'm not careful, won't I be mentally deranged and suffer from the most serious schizophrenia?
Li Yao finally understood why he had found the path to the Divinity Branching Stage so easily after only seven days of seclusion.
It seemed that the most difficult thing was not how to break into the Divinity Branching Stage.
Instead, it was how to break out of the shell at will after he reached the Divinity Branching Stage. After his soul was split into thousands of strands, he would still not be affected by other people's vitality magnetic fields and still be able to maintain his own heart.
Now that he thought about it carefully, was it still his true self that he insisted on after he stepped into the Divinity Branching Stage?
Or was it because the darkness in the hearts of the thousands of schemers, schemers, and scoundrels at the center of the cosmos, as well as the ordinary people who were suffering in pain, had gathered together and created a so-called savior, Blackstar the Great?
If Li Yao could not free himself from the swirls of feelings and wills of thousands of people, and he was gradually influenced by everybody and led by everybody's desires and worries, what would his soul turn into in the end?
Alarmed, Li Yao constricted his soul even more tightly and solidly.
He could not crawl into somebody's head recklessly.
The brain was the fortress of the soul. Even the brain of an ordinary person was the most solid domain of the ordinary person. In that domain, the ordinary person was their king.
As strong as Li Yao was, if he crawled into somebody else's head recklessly, it would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. One moment of carelessness, and he would be doomed forever, just like the unlucky Ou Yezi, who was killed miserably in somebody else's head.
"Trainers, adults, energetic, vigorous soldiers … Those people have very strong vitality fields, and their brainwaves are bouncing like the most colorful flames. Once my soul approaches them, it will be very easy for me to be affected by them. I might even be extinguished and swallowed by them.
"Those people are the most difficult to reach and communicate with.
"The elderly and children, the people who are seriously ill, the people who are at the bottom of their lives, the people who are shrouded in negative emotions, the people who are sleeping, and the people who are dreaming. Their vitality magnetic fields are very dim, and their brainwaves are like a calm river. They are not in much danger. I can barely insert my virtual nerves into their vitality magnetic fields and transmit some simple information to them.
"Huh. Why does it sound like the ghosts and foxes in the notes of the ancient Cultivators?
"It is often said in the notes of the ancient Cultivators that a man has three true fires on his shoulders, and it is not easy for him to be invaded by evil spirits. The soldiers on the battlefield are even more bloody, and all kinds of ghosts and monsters will have to retreat when they run into them. The old people, the children, the sick, and the heartbroken, on the other hand, are more likely to see foxes and ghosts when they are in a trance. That explains a lot. It is not a superstition but because the vitality fields of the latter are dim, and it is easier for the aliens to interfere with their retina and visual nerves!
"There is also the popular folk theory of 'delivering dreams'. It must be the same. Because people's alertness and defense are lowered to the lowest when they are asleep, it is easier for the information of the outside world to crawl into their heads and be presented in their dreams by stimulating their brain cells.
"Including the most dangerous' ghost possession ', it is not entirely impossible for me right now. I will choose a person who is weak, absent-minded, and whose soul is not stable. I will invade their head and hijack part of their cranial nerves, especially the cranial nerves that are responsible for motor functions. Then, I will be able to use their body through remote control. Of course, it will be very dangerous for both parties, and it will consume a lot of resources. Unless it is absolutely necessary, there is no need for me to do such a stupid thing.
"All in all, the ancient people did not know how to study systematically. They simply summarized the phenomena, which coincides with what I saw and felt today."
Li Yao thought quickly and groped for the brand-new techniques.
He should've studied for half a month, or even a year, before he gradually adapted to and grasped them.
But time waited for no man. The center of the cosmos was burning right now. There was no time for him to study slowly.
Li Yao condensed his soul into a narrow, long streak of brightness. Attached to a transmission tube of spiritual energy, he left the city as quickly as possible and dashed toward the east coast of the Blackstar Continent.
In the blink of an eye, the dark coast was right in front of his eyes.
Li Yao continued following the transmission tube and dived into the ocean. Very soon, he saw a cluster of islands ahead of him. They were exactly Zhuge Jinglun's "Third Mental Research Institute".
Li Yao's soul leaped up from the tides and observed the mental hospital that was enshrouded in darkness from midair.
The vitality fields of the mental patients were a hundred times more violent and weird than those of the ordinary people. They were like randomly distributed swirls and black holes, which gave Li Yao a creepy feeling.
He carefully bypassed the mental patients and marched toward the town of the Holy League deeper inside the island along the transmission tubes and the wireless Spiritual Nexus.
Deep inside the island, there was no distinction between day and night. Even though it was dark outside, this place was still ablaze with lights. A thousand people of the Holy League were working hard like tireless machines, building their nests based on their instincts, like animals that were caged in a zoo but did not know what they were doing.
The vitality fields and brainwaves of the people of the Holy League were entirely different from those of the ordinary people.
If the brains of the ordinary people were flowers that were about to blossom, colorful swirls, complicated mazes, and dazzling kaleidoscopes, then the brains of the people of the Holy League were like dry wells, frozen lakes, and hard rocks. Nothing more.
If Li Yao dared not approach the brains of the ordinary people, there did not seem to be anything worth exploring and studying in the brains of the people of the Holy League.
Even so, Li Yao still found the guy who was suspected to be a sunspot among the thousand people of the Holy League.
This time, when he used his vitality magnetic field to sense it, the sunspot felt like a crane standing out from a flock of chickens and did not fit in.
Although he was training wholeheartedly like the other warriors of the Holy League, Li Yao felt that he was different.
There was no telling if it was because of the remaining soul of Wuying Qi 3.0, but Li Yao felt that the sunspot looked very friendly, as if they were connected by blood!
Li Yao's soul couldn't help but drift toward the sunspot's head.
The brain of the "sunspot" did not show any vigilance or resistance toward him. Instead, it produced an inexplicable attraction, as if it was welcoming his arrival!
Even so, Li Yao was not Wuying Qi after all.
He was civilized and polite.
Knock, knock, knock.
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