Try to imagine, what kind of pain would it be if you were to cut the flesh from a living person with a knife?
At this moment, forcibly extracting the memory from Liu Yulan's soul is akin to cutting flesh directly from a person, indescribably painful.
"Ah!"
At this moment, Liu Yulan only felt that life was worse than death.
The pain was simply beyond words.
She felt her soul was about to completely split apart.
Yet, she gritted her teeth and persisted.
Because she wanted her son to regain his memory, she had to endure this pain.
Gradually.
Liu Yulan's screams became more intense and piercing.
Lu Ying was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Chen Feng quickly covered Lu Ying's ears and retreated a distance.
"Can you still endure it?"
The old Taoist asked.
"Please continue, senior, I can still endure, I will definitely persevere." Liu Yulan said through gritted teeth.
Seeing this, the old Taoist took a deep breath and with a thought.
