It was currently night in the cultivation world.
From what Eryndor knew, there was no such concept as a planet here.
It was just one big realm where everyone lived together.
Where did the light in the day come from? About gravity?
No one asked these questions, or at least, he hadn't seen them being asked in the memories of these disciples.
Since he had arrived when it was daytime here, worked for a few hours, and then slept for around four hours, it was now night time.
That hadn't stopped him though.
Even though the average number of disciples active at night was lesser than the daytime, there were still people moving about.
He didn't need to worry about the counter not being active either.
Eryndor walked towards the corpse of the massive snake.
Its scales shimmered under the moonlight, completely still.
His Spatial Sight was active, making sure there was no one around.
