Like an octopus that had been knocked out by a deep-water bomb, Fuxi was slow to react. The tentacles of light that were waving crazily failed to touch Li Yao.
Li Yao's soul, on the other hand, turned into countless streaks of brightness and rushed into the blinking light spots inside its brain like a destructive meteor shower. He read and analyzed the data models and underlying logic that constituted the light spots crazily and disguised his soul in the form of the ordinary information streams inside the center of the Fuxi Clan's mind.
It was like a drop of water that had melted into the ocean. Even the king of the ocean would not be able to find it.
Li Yao sank, sank, and sank all the way to the deepest part of the center of Fuxi's brain where he invaded the virtual space constructed by thousands of crystal brains perfectly.