The next day.
Deep in the White Mist Layer, at the center of the camp, Lin Yi and the others were already on high alert.
Suddenly.
A vast spatial fluctuation came without warning from the distant southeastern horizon.
"They're here!"
Lin Yi, seated cross-legged atop a crystal at the highest point of the camp, abruptly opened his eyes. Ripples of Space-Time flickered and vanished in the depths of his silver-gray pupils.
Edith, Qingye, Hui Yao, and all the other members beside him sensed it at the same time.
"Location locked. Approximately three hundred thousand kilometers away," Edith said gravely, light flowing through her jade-green eyes.
Since the Secret Realm had shifted from collapsing and contracting to expanding twenty-five hundred years ago, it had not split into multiple layers of space again. The boundless White Mist Layer was now the Secret Realm's only space.
By now, the White Mist Layer had grown immensely vast, home to White Mist Beasts ranging from the weakest, early-stage Star Vortex Rank ones to the strongest, peak Star Domain Rank White Mist Beast Kings.
However, since this place imposed no suppression on the Laws and placed no restrictions on soul perception, the White Mist Layer had long since become a vast hunting ground where the members of the Star Source Society—all of whom had entered the Law Realm—could regularly harvest resources.
After sensing the entrance to the Secret Realm, Lin Yi rose without delay and said, "Move out!"
No further orders were needed. More than thirteen hundred prodigies at the camp instantly shot into the sky as streaks of light. The power of their Laws flowed naturally, their auras merging into one. Though they made no effort to unleash their strength, they still carried a solemn might, tempered by thousands of years of bloodshed, that could