The translucent silver barrier that had isolated him within his own private, reality-warping pocket dimension for the last several hours suddenly shuddered, cracked, and completely dissolved into thin air.
The sudden shift in spatial perspective was instantaneous, and Shen Haoran found himself standing firmly on a raised jade platform, right before the thousands of elite Master Teachers who were currently packed into the ascending tiers of the grand amphitheater.
However, as he casually swept his liquid gold eyes across the immediate staging platform, he was a bit shocked to see that Huo Yue was already standing there, waiting for him.
Her long, magnificent crimson hair was swaying gently against her silk dress, and she didn't look even a single fraction tired from her isolation.
Huo Yue blinked her wine-red eyes in a brief surprise as the spatial arrays flared, and she immediately let out a beautiful, brilliant smile upon seeing his golden hair manifest beside her.
