Demon Monarch Mo Nan's Arrival
Translator: CKtalon
The night was hazy, and the crescent moon hung high in the sky.
Meng Chuan flew high in the sky and looked down at the vast land. He could see the people who lived in the wilderness with his vision. Most of them hid when it was light outside and worked at night. As the adults worked, the children played by the side. Some practiced their fighting moves seriously.
"Hide when it's light outside and work at night?" Meng Chuan muttered softly. "At night, the demon monarchs have reduced visibility. The night has become a form of protection. What a joke. All the cities have been abandoned."
As Meng Chuan flew, he passed by county and prefecture cities. They were all completely dark; this darkness left Meng Chuan feeling stifled.