One could say that aside from cultivation experience and martial arts realm, the memories of his past life brought Wang Ruoxie many pains he wished to avoid.
Especially the scene where he was killed by the hands of his beloved, deeply buried in his heart, never to be recalled unless absolutely necessary.
Yet now, the flute sound from Su Lian'Er, like a demonic melody, forced him to relive it, how could he not be furious?
Moreover, he clearly understood that if not for his extraordinarily powerful Soul Power, far beyond his current cultivation realm, he might have been utterly trapped in that moment without escape.
If so, he would have completely lost the ability to resist, and no matter how strong his body was, inevitably be besieged and killed by Xiahou Lie and the others.
"How could it be? My Enchanting Melody is difficult to resist even for an ordinary Innate Realm, how could he regain consciousness so quickly?"
Su Lian'Er's face slightly changed, gasping in disbelief.
