Eternal Night Continent, Black Tortoise City.
The Teleportation Formation in the city, unused for days, finally gave off a flash of white light. Chen Fan appeared out of thin air, accompanied by Crippled Monkey. A large group of Mortal Domain members stood guard nearby.
A villager also knelt on the ground, traces of panic on his face.
Chen Fan slowly walked over to a chair, his eyes slightly lowered. He took the cold tea a Mortal Domain Member had prepared and sipped it before saying slowly, "Speak."
The massive search had been underway for a day.
They had caught quite a few people.
But without exception, none had spoken, no matter how much torture they endured.
"They're called Night Awakeners."
The villager did not dare delay for even a moment. Though his eyes were filled with panic, he hurriedly said, "They're humans, but extremely unusual ones. They've survived since the primordial era."
"As long as they don't die an unnatural death, they can keep reincarnating. It's essentially immortality."
"But after reincarnation, their memories don't return immediately. They recover slowly with time. There's no fixed age. Some recover them at three or five, others only at seventy-eight or seventy-nine."
"They all share one trait."
"They're born Left Wing-handed."
"Power they cannot control is sealed inside their Right Wing arms. That's their reward for 'awakening the night.'"
"A long, long time ago, there weren't so many continents. There was only one, called the Primordial Continent. Back then, there was no eternal night, no darkness, no strange entities, and no buildings or cultivators."
"It was an extremely ordinary, normal continent."
"There was almost nothing unusual about it."
"There was no heavenly dao then."
"One day."
"A group of people gathered together and tried to find out just how high the sky was. They