Chapter 282 Book 6 Blessed Land
The void, an unending canvas of cosmic dust and distant starlight, seemed to hold its breath as Li An, a mere speck in its vastness, returned to Drift Fragment Sector 42-b. Her spiritual senses, honed by years of her practice and cultivation and the recent revelations of the cosmos, hummed with anticipation as she scanned the area. The obelisk, ancient and enigmatic, stood silent sentinel, its surface a mosaic of forgotten symbols. Li An approached it, her hand, small and scarred from the battle she had just gone through for a few days now, reaching for the coin-sized depression at its heart.
