Chapter 261 Book 6 Strange Creatures of Jeosam
The dense canopy of trees filtered the morning sunlight into a net of soft golden strands. High atop a massive, ancient tree with bark as thick as a fortress wall, twenty-one figures crouched like shadows. They were silent, their eyes sharp, their muscles coiled and ready, as if they could spring into flight at any moment.
Li An stood at the front of the group, her cloak fluttering faintly in the high-altitude breeze. Her current guise was that of an ugly-faced female mercenary with a deep sword gash trailing from her left cheek to the edge of her mouth. A clever disguise, formed by manipulating the small spirit tendrils within her void space to subtly shift the energy in her skin, altering the contours of her face. No one would associate this scarred warrior with the coldly beautiful "maid" who had once stirred trouble in the Azure Feather Sect, or the fairy-like beauty of the Fir Empire abandoned princess.
