Deep under a palace, a burst of purple energy lit up a dark space. Two figures exited from the spatial rift before it quickly closed. They then walked forward to approach the only source of light nearby.
"How has it felt to cultivate again?" Eeole asked with an obvious grin.
Jarrit happily sighed, "It's amazing! I wish you would've found me sooner."
"Remember, you're not to mention your techniques or arts to anyone. Consider it as classified as Oli's third essence," stated Eeole, glancing at Jarrit over his shoulder.
"I understand!"
