The soul was that of a woman.
She appeared to be around thirty years old, with ordinary features and a tear mole at the corner of her eye, giving her a gentle and graceful demeanor.
In her arms, she held the soul of a little girl, about six or seven years old.
The eyes of this woman's soul were not the dim ones characteristic of other souls; they were filled with intense despair and reluctance.
As a result, she clung tightly to the little girl's soul, which showed no response.
Suddenly.
She saw Xu Lai standing outside the tentacles, a burst of desperate hope flashing in her eyes, as she eagerly beat against the tentacles, trying to call for help.
"You can hear me," Xu Lai spoke.
The woman's soul nodded repeatedly, first pointing around her, then urgently toward the little girl in her arms, her face full of despair and pleading.
"I will try my best to save you both."
A soul having thoughts in the Samsara Sea is not something unimaginable.
