Inside the Life and Death Reincarnation Array, Mo Ge sat cross-legged on the ground, sweat pouring down like rain. An expression of extreme agony was etched upon his face.
It was as if he were trapped in a nightmare, unable to break free.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the scene had already changed...
Not far from the Profound Dao Sect, Mo Ge tightly gripped a wood-chopping hatchet, completely surrounded by more than ten disciples from the Holy Light Sect.
Their Cultivation levels were not high, not even comparable to a single demonic beast in the Desolate Land.
But Mo Ge, covered in blood, had almost no strength left to resist.
His strength was only slightly greater than that of most eight-year-old children in this world.
His speed was less than one ten-thousandth of what it was in the Demon Realm...
