On the seventh day after the Space Rift appeared above the unnamed island in the West Sea, dozens of research warships from various countries were anchored around the island, conducting day and night observations.
Today, the warships observed that the rift had expanded to a width of ten meters and had become more stable. The center of the rift emitted a white glow, as if something could be seen within it.
In a small town near the unnamed island, originally quiet, it had become increasingly lively due to the arrival of top-tier martial arts sects from Atraria. The Coleman family, Powers family, Kunlun Sword Sect, and True Martial Sect each occupied their own areas, avoiding each other’s sight.
On the beach stood more than ten people, each exuding a powerful aura. Three large Golden Eagles rested nearby.
Leading them was Donovan Coleman, the patriarch of the Coleman family, dressed in a purple-gold robe with a scholarly appearance.
Beside him were Harrison Coleman, Holden Coleman, and Meigetsu from the Seven Stars Sword Sect, along with Elder Frederick and two other elders from the Coleman family.
The top combat forces of the Coleman family were all present, except for a few elders who remained at the family headquarters.
“The gate to the secret realm is almost stable,” Donovan said, looking into the distance.
“The spiritual energy leaking from the gate is also becoming more abundant,” Harrison added.
“Elder Harrison, I feel you are closer to a breakthrough,” Donovan remarked, his gaze on Harrison.
“Yes, thanks to Leo. After battling the Werewolf and consuming Purple Thunder Crocodile medicinal meals in the unique environment of the Seven Stars Sword Sect, my bottleneck has started to loosen,” Harrison smiled. “If I gain opportunities in this secret realm, I should break through to the Warrior Saint level.”
“You certainly will,” Donovan said with a hint of joy on his scholarly face. If Harrison broke through to the Warrior Saint level, the Coleman family would have two Warrior Saints.
“Your strengths have also improved significantly,” Donovan said to Holden and Aimee.
“Yes, Patriarch,” Holden and Aimee replied with smiles.
“Leo’s place must be a treasure trove. I should visit someday,” Donovan mused about the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
“Patriarch, although Leo wasn’t at the Seven Stars Sword Sect when we left, he will surely explore the West Sea Secret Realm,” Harrison said.
“Leo is exceptionally talented. If he enters the secret realm, he will benefit greatly,” Donovan nodded.
“Patriarch, we should be able to enter the secret realm in three days,” Elder Frederick said.
“Yes, let’s go,” Donovan said, looking once more at the vast sea. The group then mounted their Golden Eagles and flew towards the unnamed island.
At Queen’s Port in the West Sea, a cruise ship was anchored. Inside, more than ten people sat cross-legged. Leading them was Yota Koken, a lean elder from the Koken family and a Heaven Ninja. He was explaining ninja techniques to the group. Maniwa listened attentively.
At that moment, Yuriko Yamaguchi entered, wearing a ninja outfit with the Koken family crest. “Master Yota, Maniwa, Atraria’s Martial Cultivators have headed to the unnamed island,” she reported respectfully.
“Good. It seems the gate to the secret realm is stabilizing. We can enter soon,” Yota Koken’s eyes gleamed.
“Additionally, Master Yota, I have learned that three Western Werewolf princes have arrived with their elite forces and have also chartered a cruise ship,” Yuriko continued.
“Western Werewolves? More competitors,” Yota Koken said coldly. “Ignore them. We depart immediately.”
“Yes!” Yuriko bowed and left to order the cruise ship’s departure.
On one of the research vessels around the unnamed island:
“General Brody, the Space Rift has stabilized,” Dr. Caden reported excitedly despite his fatigue.
Brody nodded, sharing Caden’s excitement.
“General Brody, an unidentified flying object is rapidly approaching us from five kilometers away,” Colonel Jonathan reported after saluting.
“Unidentified flying object?” Brody asked curiously.
Jonathan handed Brody a tablet. Brody zoomed in on the rapidly moving dots until they became clear.
“General, are those birds?” Jonathan asked in confusion.
“No, they are flying mounts of Atraria Martial Cultivators,” Brody said sharply. He recognized them immediately due to his extensive knowledge of Atraria Martial Cultivators.
Clearly, they were here for the Space Rift above the unnamed island. The flying mounts were Golden Eagles from the Coleman family. On one of them sat Donovan and Harrison.
“Patriarch, this opening of the West Sea Secret Realm is quite significant. Warships from various countries are here,” Harrison noted as he saw ships below.
“In today’s world where technology is advanced, secrets can’t be hidden anymore,” Donovan replied solemnly. “We don’t need to concern ourselves with worldly matters. Once the gate stabilizes completely, we will enter.”
As they neared the unnamed island, their Golden Eagles began to descend.
“General Brody, those Atraria Martial Cultivators are landing on the unnamed island,” Jonathan reported.
Brody thought for a moment and said, “Avoid conflicts with these Atraria Martial Cultivators.”
Just as Brody finished speaking, more fast-moving dots appeared on his tablet.
“Another group of Atraria Martial Cultivators,” Brody said gravely.
Over the next hour, several more groups of flying mounts arrived and landed on the unnamed island.
“General Brody, we detected five or six large cruise ships heading this way,” Colonel Jonathan reported half an hour later.
“Cruise ships?” Brody frowned. “Where are they coming from?”
“They are from Atraria. After communication, we confirmed their identities: Orientia Koken family, Mason family, Tanner family, and Hojo Clan. The largest luxury cruise ship belongs to the Modock Family,” Colonel Jonathan explained.