Wei Fu and the others died in a very strange manner.
Mo Lin once again looked into the distance at Qin Yuyu.
All of this is just too bizarre.
There's always a feeling like something is off.
Have we fallen into a cycle?
Always repeating?
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yuyu asked Mo Lin.
Mo Lin didn't answer her.
At this moment, Mo Lin's gaze was focused on the distance.
Waiting for Wei Xu to appear.
Ten minutes... thirty minutes... sixty minutes...
Wei Xu didn't appear.
But Qin Yuyu did.
Mo Lin lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Mo Lin chose to leave the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall, walking down a path continuously.
Walking towards the light, not knowing how long he walked.
The light gradually became dim.
The end of this road was darkness.
Suddenly Mo Lin remembered a word that the blue Little Ghost said before, Nightmare Realm.
Which means that Mo Lin still hasn't gotten out yet.
He's still trapped here.
