"This time, it's your turn."

Three days later.

Zhou Mo had now transformed into an ordinary laborer, panting heavily as he wielded a hoe, mining the Eerie Ore before him. On the Eternal Night Continent, there were many Eerie Ore awaiting exploitation. Nearby City would recruit workers, making it a favorite job for migrant workers—the work was tiring, but the pay was good.

Moreover, wages are paid by the Mortal Domain, so there will definitely be no delays.

The Eerie Ore he was in at that moment happened to be near that "Strange Village".

This is a good thing.

Although many farmers in the Village signed up to mine this Eerie Ore, everything seemed normal.

Zhou Mo straightened up, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He glanced casually at the people nearby; they were all left-handed and busy at the moment, looking no different from normal people.

If you get tired, drink some water and take a break.

Let's chat for a bit.

They chatted about everyday things, just like ordinary people.

Unless you've been in contact with it for an extended period, you really can't tell there's anything wrong.

He is a level 20 martial artist.

This level of physical labor naturally wouldn't make him sweat, so he used his spiritual energy to force himself to sweat, making himself look like an ordinary person.

In that one quick glance, he suddenly realized that something seemed off about his surroundings.

Originally, there were quite a few people working at this Eerie Ore, nearly a thousand people in total, and more than a hundred people from the Strange Village came. But at some point, all the people around him who were mining were from the Strange Village.

The other workers are in other areas.

He was only a few dozen meters away.

Only.

He felt as if he could no longer faintly hear sounds from dozens of meters away, as if he were isolated in this place.

"Sir, what's your surname?"

Just then

One of the Middle-Aged Man from the Village walked up to him, casually striking up a conversation while swinging his hoe to mine the Eerie Ore. "Zhang Damao."

A sense of vigilance crept into Zhou Mo's heart, but he maintained an honest and simple demeanor. After catching his breath, he continued with his work and gave his pseudonym.

"Oh."

The Middle-Aged Man nodded first, then straightened up, leaning on his hoe, and looked up at Zhou Mo, saying softly, "You've been to our village before, and you're back again. You seem quite interested in our village?"

"A little."

Zhou Mo didn't deny it, but just chuckled and said, "I heard from people nearby that everyone in your village is left-handed. I'm a little curious, how can everyone in a village be left-handed?"

The Middle-Aged Man smiled but didn't continue speaking.

They just kept their heads down and continued mining.

After about several dozen breaths...

Without any warning, he threw down the hoe in his hand, sat on a rock to the side, took out a pipe from his pocket, lit it himself, and then casually said amidst the swirling smoke.

Even the most meticulous plans can have flaws.

"We try our best to keep it hidden. Even if someone dies in the village, we hold a funeral like any other Village. But we have too many things to consider, and there are always things we overlook."

"We forgot."

"No one on this continent should die of old age this year."

"You Mortal Domain are keeping too close a watch."

"Such a small anomaly, and you've all noticed it so keenly, even though the Eternal Night Continent is so vast."

What are you saying?

Although Zhou Mo was inwardly turbulent, he still looked puzzled and asked, "I didn't quite understand what you meant." Members from several surrounding Village gradually gathered around him, surrounding Zhou Mo. This Eerie Ore was managed by Mortal Domain Member, but strangely, this scene went unnoticed by anyone. The Mortal Domain Member responsible for mining this Eerie Ore had clearly glanced at him several times, but they didn't react at all.

"Man."

The Middle-Aged Man chuckled, sat down on the rock, flicked the ash from his pipe, and continued, "What level are you in the Mortal Domain? Level three? Level four?" "How much do you get each month?"

"Thirty thousand Ghost Coin, or fifty thousand Ghost Coin?"

"If you report back as we instructed, I'll give you ten million Eerie Stone, how about that?"

"You could easily leave the Mortal Domain, find a place on the Eternal Night Continent, and live the rest of your life as a wealthy old man."

"No matter how vast the Mortal Domain realm may be, it still belongs to Chen Fan."

Your life is your own.

"How?"

Zhou Mo remained silent, as further denial was pointless. The good news was that the other party only knew he was Mortal Domain Member, not the War Pavilion Master, which meant they were unaware of his true strength, leaving him with plenty of room to maneuver.

He tried to activate the Message Talisman.

Invalid.

Attempts to activate the Sky-Piercing Pillar failed.

It is certain that he was isolated in a certain area.

Where did I make a mistake?

While trying to stall the other person, he was mentally considering the best course of action.

"You're not a local."

There are many migrant workers.

"There aren't that many, and the people who come to work are more concerned with finding jobs than with our small Village. Your focus is different from that of other migrant workers."

Everyone loves to gossip.

You're being a bit too gossipy.

"Everyone in your village is left-handed, don't you think you'll easily give yourself away?"

"I've already come up with a reason for this."

"What reason?"

"People in our Village have always believed since childhood that using your left hand more often makes Intelligence, so everyone has become left-handed because they use their left hand more frequently." "What if I disagree with your proposal?"

"Then you'll have to die here."

Zhou Mo suddenly laughed, "I don't believe you dare let me die here. If a Mortal Domain Member dies inside the Eternal Night Continent, the Domain Lord will turn the entire Eternal Night Continent upside down."

"The Coordinates of my death will be the Coordinates of the Heavenly Sky-Piercing Pillar of the Mortal Domain's attack."

The Middle-Aged Man lowered his head, took a puff of his pipe, and remained silent, his eyelids slightly drooping. This was because he had tried to bribe Chen Fan after realizing he had been exposed; Chen Fan was a complete madman.

He believed it one hundred percent.

Once this Mortal Domain Member dies here.

That guy will definitely turn the Eternal Night Continent upside down and investigate everyone one by one.

In an instant.

The situation reached a stalemate.

You're right.

"But even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. If we really don't have any other good options, we'll just have to let you die here and then run away tonight. At least that will buy us some time."

"Do you think you can escape?" Zhou Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. "Any means of transportation leaving this continent is entirely under the control of the Mortal Domain. There are none in the civilian world. Are you sure you can kill me and then head to Jiangbei, leaving the Eternal Night Continent?"

"It's a bit difficult."

The Middle-Aged Man's expression remained largely unchanged. "To be honest, it used to be simpler. We had people working in your Mortal Domain, but later your Mortal Domain's Finance Pavilion limited the number of times each Mortal Domain Member could use the Teleportation Formation per day. Lower- Mortal Domain Member had to apply to activate the Teleportation Formation, which caused our previously planned evacuation to fail."

"The only option is to try and leave through the Undersea Tunnel while things are in chaos."

Where can you go after leaving the Eternal Night Continent?

There will always be a continent where I can settle down.

No one dares to take you in.

"We're not stupid, we'll hide."

"There's no escaping it."

Zhou Mo shook his head. "Since some of you have infiltrated the Mortal Domain, you should know more about Mortal Domain. You can't escape the Eternal Night Continent at all. Even if you do escape, the Eternal Night Continent Mortal Domain find you."

"Your grudges with the Mortal Domain are minimal; you've merely spread rumors."

"Now."

"Tell me, who are you? Why are you spreading rumors and opposing the Mortal Domain? The Mortal Domain might very well forgive you, or even... recruit you. Do you know about the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu?"

"Strange Entities."

"He is now the Pavilion Master the 'Jiu Wu Pavilion' in the Mortal Domain."

"The Mortal Domain can tolerate even Strange Entities, let alone a reclusive Family like yours."

The Middle-Aged Man didn't reply immediately, but just continued to smack his cigarette. Several villagers stood there blankly without making any other moves. After some time, he finally spoke slowly.

"We didn't spread the rumors; there were fools involved."

"Moreover, the reason why your Mortal Domain was able to so easily catch everyone spreading rumors is because we were the ones who started it up from behind. We have done our best to sever ties with them so that your Mortal Domain could be cut off."

I don't know.

Why do you Mortal Domain keep pressing this issue?

"We have no intention of being enemies with the Mortal Domain."

"If you can."

"I really don't want you to die here, but you're putting me in a difficult position. Are you really unwilling to take a sum of Eerie Stone and go back to report? I can raise the price. Name your price, don't be afraid to ask."

Before Zhou Mo could reply.

The Middle-Aged Man suddenly seemed to sense something, his expression changing slightly: "Damn it, that guy can't wait any longer. He's never been patient." "We need to get ready to run."

Good luck to you too.

That's all.

The Middle-Aged Man quickly turned and walked away into the distance, followed closely by villagers from several nearby Village, striding away into the distance.

Zhou Mo let the group go without stopping them. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on a monster that was walking from a distance. It was a three-meter-tall monster with Iron Chains wrapped around its body and a thick black aura emanating from it.

Like a human being.

Clothing.

His body was completely naked, as if pieced together from countless fragments of human corpses, covered in stitches, with a ferocious appearance, and he was carrying a huge spiked hammer.

They were walking towards him step by step.

He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression emanating from this monster, an oppression akin to facing Heavenly Dao Cannon head-on.

The other workers inside the Eerie Ore did not react at all, as if they had not seen what was happening.

He took a deep breath and tried to activate the Message Talisman again, but failed once more. Then he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a heavy sword had appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Edgeless.

For example, the width of the door panel.

A fighting spirit surged from his chest; his years of hard work and training had finally found their purpose.

Yes.

When a building is unusable, personal ability is the greatest asset.

"Hello!"

He suddenly grinned, picked up his heavy sword, and stepped forward to meet him. He gradually started running until he was faster and faster. Suddenly, he jumped into the air, held the sword with both hands, and smashed it down with force!

"I'm not some ordinary Mortal Domain Member."

"I've got it!"

"My name is Zhou Mo, the Pavilion Master of the War Pavilion, and the first level 20 martial artist in the Mortal Domain!"

The next moment!

The spiritual energy within his body surged forth wildly without restraint, and the powerful force, along with the heavy sword in his hand, slammed down on the three-meter-tall monster below.

The monster stopped.

They did not dodge.

The heavy sword slammed into his shoulder, leaving a white mark.

The monster swung its spiked club lightly from its right arm.

Zhou Mo flew backward at an even faster speed, his blood tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground like shredded cloth. He was dead.

Then.

The monster turned and left.

After a cup of tea.

Chen Fan, leaning on his cane, slowly approached Zhou Mo's corpse. Behind him hovered ten Flying Boat, his old team members whom he had brought from the Commerce Pavilion, ready to capture everyone in the Village.

To prevent internal infiltration, he waited three days and mobilized his old team.

He gazed silently at Zhou Mo lying in a pool of blood.

It's quite different from what I saw in the previous three days.

The last time I saw Zhou Mo, he was like a little child, crying and clinging to my leg, telling me about his grievances. This time, when we met again, he was lying here.

His bones were cracked all over his body, like tattered rags.

His eyes were wide open, not closed, filled with anger.

"Domain Lord."

The Crippled Monkey quickly stepped forward from behind, his voice low and urgent. "As you command, the Mortal Domain is now on the highest alert. All channels for leaving the Eternal Night Continent have been completely blocked, and all Teleportation Formation and High-Speed Rail are restricted from use."

"The Commerce Pavilion, War Pavilion, and Logistics Pavilion have been urgently mobilized to conduct a thorough search within a radius of 100 miles."

He rarely referred to Chen Fan as the Domain Lord.

He always addressed him as "Young Master".

This was a unique way he addressed Chen Fan, but at this moment, he was a little hesitant to call Young Master.

Chen Fan was a little too calm.

He was calm, but a little scared.

Chen Fan didn't speak, but squatted down, placed the Jadeite Staff aside, and quietly stared at Zhou Mo's somewhat unfamiliar face. He felt that Zhou Mo's appearance was completely different from that of three days ago.

He lifted Zhou Mo's inner lining.

Countless fragments of Exotic Treasure scattered down; these were the protective Exotic Treasure he had prepared for Zhou Mo.

Everything shattered.

Among them were a shattered Identity Token and a broken Wooden Board.

He looked at the Wooden Board and couldn't help but smile. He remembered this Wooden Board; Zhou Mo had always treasured it. It was the Wooden Board they used to record the countdown to the Rainy Season.

He never expected that Zhou Mo would carry this thing with him.

At least it should be stored somewhere.

He slowly straightened up, picked up his Jadeite Staff again, and gazed at the horizon, speaking softly.

"Have someone from the Logistics Pavilion collect Zhou Mo's body and transport it to 'Rugged Island' after this matter is resolved."

"Thirty-seven regions of the Eternal Night Continent."

"Complete lockdown."

"Go door-to-door to investigate."

"Find them."

"Yes, Domain Lord." The Crippled Monkey acknowledged the order and quickly withdrew.

Standing on the Flying Boat, King Mazi looked at Zhou Mo's corpse with a complicated expression. He was in charge of this capture operation, but he received news on the way here that Zhou Mo's Life Tablet had shattered.

This is the first member of the old core group of the Mortal Domain to die.

They all emerged from the Rainy Season.

Zhou Mo is a level 20 martial artist.

Without using any buildings, he didn't know what method could be used to kill a level 20 martial artist with several protective Exotic Treasure in one strike. This enemy was clearly extraordinary.

This kind of enemy has been hiding deep within the Eternal Night Continent all along.

It was late at night.

The Middle-Aged Man, who had fled to Black Tortoise City overnight, was hiding in the backyard of a house in the City. His chest heaved and his eyes were full of anger. Originally, he had fled with dozens of people, but now only three people remained besides him.

Damn it, damn it!

He couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, anger welling up inside him.

Give him a little more time, and maybe things will turn out better, but that guy insisted on taking action!

What he didn't expect was...

That man was no ordinary Mortal Domain Member, but Zhou Mo, the Pavilion Master the Mortal Domain War Pavilion, and one of Chen Fan's old followers who had fought their way through the Rainy Season. He naturally knew what this meant, and Chen Fan would not let this matter end so easily.

Outside the houses at this time.

The streets, which should have been quiet and peaceful at night, were filled with noise as Mortal Domain Member conducted a thorough search of the City.

He faintly heard sounds outside the house.

That was the voice of Mortal Domain Member asking a question.

Why are my lips chapped?

"Reporting to Master, I was so busy today that I forgot to drink water."

"So busy you forgot to drink water? Take him back for questioning."

The Mortal Domain Member said coldly.

The next moment

The houses were pushed open.

"Boss."

A villager behind him switched the knife from his left hand to his right, his back gradually straightening. "I'll go."

"Need not."

The Middle-Aged Man stopped the villager, took a deep breath, and a faint black mist emanated from his right arm, his face visibly weakening. The mist enveloped the group. Soon, the Mortal Domain Member entered the backyard and meticulously searched every corner, but strangely, they couldn't find the people who were so close. After the fruitless search...

He then turned and left.

The black fog dissipated.

The man breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the Courtyard Gate was suddenly pushed open again. The few Mortal Domain Member who had just turned to leave returned, immediately spotted them, and their expressions changed drastically as they shouted, "They're here!"

"It's your turn to go this time."

The Middle-Aged Man turned and walked straight towards the wall behind him, his body as black as ink, quickly disappearing into the wall.

The other two villagers followed closely behind.

The villager who mentioned I was going was left behind at the end.

The villager glanced at the departing eldest brother.

Holding a knife in his right arm.

He strode forward.

They are not left-handed; it's just that the power in their right arm is sealed and they cannot control it.

The villager slammed his knees heavily to the ground and raised his Great Knife above his head with both hands.

I surrender.