Accompanied by Gu Wuxin's roar, Li Yao welcomed the most intense and ferocious' possession 'of his entire life.
He had been a 'prince of possession' in the beginning. In the battlefield of the mind and the soul, he was not scared of the strong enemies who were multiple levels higher than him at all.
After going through the cultivation of the "Three Thousand Mortals, Outer-body Incarnation", his research on the Spirit and the Realm of Consciousness had reached an extremely deep level.
His brain was both an immeasurable maze and a fortress that was full of traps and firing points. Any enemy who launched a mental attack on him recklessly and penetrated deep into his brain would be committing suicide.
Li Yao had a lot of trump cards. He could release his brainwaves and spiritual energy nonstop and combine the mental space inside his head with the real world around so that he could drag the enemy's soul into his head by force. Then, he could do whatever he wanted with the enemy. If he was ruthless enough, he could even divide an independent space inside his head and lock the enemy's soul inside for thirty to fifty years. It was not entirely impossible.
Therefore, Li Yao did not think much of Gu Wuxin's bragging at first. He was even vaguely expecting the guy to start a mental competition and drag the battle into the field that he was best at.
Nonetheless, when Gu Wuxin's mental power erupted like magma and flooded his brain like a tidal wave, Ou Yangming realized that something was wrong — very wrong.
If Gu Wuxin's soul were alone, no matter how unbelievable his training was, even if he was ten times stronger than Blackstar the Great in the past, Li Yao, who had just inherited the will of the Supreme Emperor, might still be able to deal with him and suppress him brutally.
However, although Gu Wuxin's own mental power was not the best, what was surging at him crazily was far more than his own soul. A hundred if not a thousand souls seemed to be flooding into Li Yao's brain at the same time.
A thousand souls, a thousand ferocious ghosts, and a thousand wandering ghosts were attacking Li Yao's brain at the same time, trying to 'possess' him!
"Join us!"
"Link to our superbodies and find a way to save our civilization!"
"We are eternal light, absolutely righteous!"
"You haven't even tried, yet you're rejecting me so decisively. Will you really not regret it?"
"Come on, come on. I was as stubborn as you in the past, but once you're chained to a super body, it'll be a brand new world. Your life and even the entire universe will become different. You'll be reborn, and the universe will be reborn. Come on!"
"We hold the secrets of the Forerunner Civilization. We know the way to leap from the third dimension to the fourth. Infinite laws, infinite mysteries. Come and study with us!"
In the blink of an eye, thousands of wandering souls in different shapes, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, and emitting a dim light, seemed to appear in Li Yao's mind.
Those wandering souls were either bulging their glittering eyes, waving their tentacles that were full of flagella, or sending complicated, obscure signals to Li Yao with all kinds of bizarre organs of perception and communication. They were sending enchanting invitations in a nightmarish way.
"Ahhh!"
Even though Li Yao had been possessed countless times and could counterattack every time, he still felt a splitting headache when his brain was suddenly filled by a thousand ghosts that contained enormous mental power. The fire of his soul was like a candle in a storm that could perish at any moment.
"Hehehehe!"
"Ji Ji Ji Ji!"
"Hahahaha!"
The thousand ghosts inside Li Yao's head burst into soul-stirring laughter.
"Come on, come on. After all, the entire universe will be covered by the 'Grand Universal Superinformation Unity' sooner or later. Why are you persisting for nothing?"
They were dancing weirdly like colorful seaweed and jellyfish. Very soon, they turned into wriggling plaque and corrupted Li Yao's brain and soul, injecting tremendous information into Li Yao's memory cortex.
For a moment, Li Yao's soul seemed to have been torn into a thousand parts, and he was experiencing a thousand different memories at the same time.
In some of the memories, he was a researcher of the Pangu clan, pondering hard on the legacy of the primordial era and the mysteries from billions of years ago. He could not figure it out at all and was tormented by curiosity and desperation.
In some of the other memories, he was a scholar of the Nuwa Clan who was devoted to all kinds of experiments.
In some of the memories, he was even transformed into a captive of the Primordial Tide Army who was caged in a laboratory and tasted all kinds of inhuman tortures as an 'experiment subject'.
To be honest, with Li Yao's current Cultivation and his well-tempered will, he could manage to bear the physical and mental pain however excruciating it was.
The problem was that the tremendous data that he received all came from the researchers of the Divine Palace who had once established the 'little superbody'. Most of the researchers were from thirteen different species in the primeval era. Although they were all carbon-based intelligent lives, their perception systems and ways of thinking were too different.
It was like Li Yao was turning into a crooked earthworm one moment and a hibernating tortoise the next, changing into more than ten different life forms and thinking patterns in the blink of an eye. It could not have been more awkward and uncomfortable.
Many primeval species, such as the Houyi Clan who boasted collective intelligence, were even more different from human beings than earthworms, tortoises, and humans.
Thankfully, Li Yao had trained as a member of the Houyi Clan for a while below the Gold Crystal Pyramid, and he was used to keeping calm when his personality was split during the training of his clones.
Otherwise, such a strong infusion of information would definitely shatter his original consciousness and memories, causing him to completely collapse.
Even so, the incessant, infinite garbage memories and interfering information still filled his every brain cell, making the storage and computation space in his brain seriously insufficient. His computational ability was plummeting at a visible speed, and he was almost drowned in the swamp of the superbodies.
"Such a terrifying attack of data!
"Other than natural-born freaks like me, even the clearest and most determined people can barely maintain themselves under the corruption of tremendous data.
"Li Jialing was right. The brains and souls of normal carbon-based intelligent lives can't bear such an overload of information interaction at all. If they are not modified or 'brainwashed', their brains will definitely explode instantly.
"Long Yangjun was not wrong. Can any individual keep themselves intact and sane under such crazy interaction of information? Even the existence of an individual is meaningless now!
"The 'superbodies' that Gu Wuxin got in touch with, on the other hand, were merely the narration of the captives of the Flood Tide Army to his ancestors, with a lot of embellishments. It was just the tip of the iceberg. How terrifying is the real 'superbody civilization'?"
Li Yao felt that his ball-shaped brain cells were crammed with squares or triangles, and the sharpest soul was blowing up his brain cells one after another from inside to outside.
He also felt that his round soul had been stuffed into triangles, squares, or other bizarre-shaped containers by brute force, and it was squeezed into a mess that did not look like a human being anymore.
Under such a suffocating pressure, it was barely possible for him to struggle, much less counterattack.
It was not until a streak of redness and a streak of gold flashed in his vision that the mental connection between him and Gu Wuxin — the superbodies — was temporarily cut off like two unstoppable blades.
Huchi! Huchi! Huchi! Huchi!
Li Yao almost fell to his knees inside the spiritual residence of the 'Sun Apocalypse'.
It was a mental game, which was what he was best at, but after only several seconds, he felt as exhausted as if he had been engaged in a battle with an entire main-force fleet for three days and three nights. Sweat was spurting out like a fountain, and the water inside his body was almost drained. His mouth was dry beyond words, and he was somewhat … scared.
Yes. Scared.
Li Yao was a human being, too. However determined and hot-blooded he was, he had been worried about himself, his family, his home, the civilization of mankind, and the future of the Pangu universe.
In the past, no matter what kind of enemy he was faced with, his mysterious and unprecedentedly powerful brain was always his trump card. Even enemies such as Blackstar the Great or Fuxi, the super crystal processor, could not shake his soul at all.
But this time, Li Yao had to admit that, faced with the 'superbodies' made of the souls of a thousand primeval experts, his mental power might have been completely suppressed by the enemy, if not … corrupted and swallowed!
"Are you kidding me? The guy's soul power is too unbelievable, isn't it? It's so much stronger than ours?"
The mental devil shrieked in disbelief. Li Yao sensed the air of fear in its soul ripples, which was quite rare for him.
"It's not his own soul power but the soul power of all the members of the 'superbodies' that have been lurking and growing in the Divine Palace for thousands of years."
Lu Qingchen's voice was no longer as frivolous and arrogant as before, but unprecedentedly solemn. "Don't you understand? He — it is not Gu Wuxin. Gu Wuxin, the real leader of the Divine Palace, is already dead. Perhaps he died the moment he fell into the magma, or perhaps he died the moment he was linked to the Transcendent. What appears before us is merely a 'carrier' of the Transcendent. It is the crystallization of the souls of the specialists and scholars with the greatest mental power in the Divine Palace for thousands of years.
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