Li Yao was deep in thought.
The bright gold soul and the crimson soul were tangled together in a helix like chains, as if they were deoxyribonucleic acid made of crossed digits.
"Information. The key is information.
The mental devil's voice continued. "The ripples of information in the universe constitute our past experiences and memories, which are the essence of 'Vulture Li Yao'. It doesn't matter whether the information is stored in the deoxyribonucleic acid, engraved in the nanoscale super microchips, or spread out in the Spiritual Nexus in the form of energy waves like strings and ripples.
"Li Yao, the mental devil, the space residents of Pangu, and the earthlings are all me and us. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
Li Yao took a long breath in relief. His soul rippled peacefully and peacefully, like a charming smile after a moment of enlightenment. "I understand it now!"
"Is that so? Now that you understand—"