However, the Original Realm seems to be quite different, with a certain degree of change in the cosmic rules, like these souls now.
Zhang Xiaoman reached out, and a wisp of white soul surrounding him gently flew into his palm.
This was the face of a woman filled with despair and fear. She seemed to retain a certain amount of consciousness, instinctively staring in terror at the owner of this hand.
"Interesting... You seem to have a certain sanity... Without the support of a brain, where does your rationality and thinking ability come from?"
Zhang Xiaoman looked at the woman's face in front of him and fell into contemplation.
Undoubtedly, these souls were released from the body of the Shadow Demon King Nai Wenmo'er.
Zhang Xiaoman knew that the opponent seemed to have some ability to absorb and imprison souls, and could even release these souls in subsequent battles to enhance the destructive effect of skills.
