A few days has passed and the academy city was now completely fixed, and classes finally resumed.
The scars of the catastrophic event that had recently threatened to tear the very foundations of the institution apart had been meticulously erased.
Where shattered towers once lay in piles of smoking rubble, grand new structures of polished stone, reinforced with intricate defensive arrays, now reached toward the heavens.
The powerful, shimmering barriers of the city's defense network had been completely overhauled, humming with a deep, reassuring resonance that vibrated through the air.
The heavy, suffocating scent of smoke and conflict had been replaced by the crisp, clean aroma of freshly carved spiritual wood and newly laid defensive runes.
At this moment, Shen Haoran, Huo Yue, Gu Xunyi, Shen Tao, Shen Fei, Shen Xinye, Shen Jian, and Shen Ji were walking towards their classroom.
