Chapter 248: Blood is in the air.
Within the outskirts of Rose city.
High above the swaying canopy, a single black raven flew through the air, its feathers gleaming with an unnatural, obsidian sheen.
It soared forward, surveying the quiet landscape below before descending downwards, toward a gnarled branch of an ancient oak tree.
The moment its talons gripped the rough bark, the air around the bird began to shimmer and distort, as thick swirls of dark mist erupted from its small form in a burst.
Within the dark mist, the avians shape expanded and shifted, the shadowy vapors thickening until they coalesced into the tall, regal figure of Su Ping.
He stood atop the branch for a fleeting second, his attire fluttering in the wind as the last remnants of the dark mist dispersed into nothingness.
With a graceful movement that lacked any trace of effort, he leaped from his perch, falling through the air, before landing perfectly on the forest floor.
