"Resentment, hatred, jealousy... all these emotions had already seeped deep into its soul."
This was completely different from when Baya had first encountered Toby.
Moreover, Baya had made some particular discoveries.
Back then, Baya had noticed Toby because Toby's soul was exceptionally special. Though he appeared to be an inconspicuous little bird, hidden within that tiny body was an enormous, highly irregular soul. Even though that soul was incomplete, Baya could still sense an innate pressure from its very essence.
This was an inborn difference in the level of their souls.
However, although Baya had been unable to make out the precise shape of Toby's soul at the time, his soul perception would not deceive him.
Now, the sensation Toby's soul gave off was completely different from before.
Previously, Baya had sensed a fury gnawing away at Toby's soul. At the time, Toby's soul had given him an impression of violent intensity, magnificent as a blazing sun.
But when Baya perceived Toby's soul again now, that scorching sensation had been replaced by a chill.
Dark, damp, obscure, trembling, evil, mad... This bone-deep cold did not come from the flesh, but from the soul itself. It was as though a chill had seeped out from one's spine and rushed straight to the brain, making one shudder involuntarily.
Though Baya was vastly knowledgeable, after sensing Toby's soul, he still felt a surge of fear and could not help retreating several steps.
Among the countless souls Baya had encountered over the past thousand years, this was the first that had made his blood run cold.
"What do you think?" Angel fixed his gaze on Baya.
The fear had yet to fade from Baya's face. Only after a long while did he recover enough to say, "I can sense that its soul is being