The excitement surrounding the Tyrant Trial continued to grow throughout the Lingyuan Sect. Over the next two days, the boss realm became the most talked-about challenge among the disciples. Every cultivator who visited the Cloud Mist Internet Café wanted to test their strength against the terrifying creature that guarded the ruined arena.
But despite countless attempts…
No one had managed to defeat it.
Some disciples were eliminated within seconds after entering the arena.
Others lasted several minutes before the Tyrant's overwhelming strength crushed their defenses.
Even the more talented inner disciples could only survive a short time before being forced out of the simulation.
Yet the more people failed…
The more determined the others became.
Inside the computer shop, the crowd had grown larger than ever before. The reservation board near the entrance was filled with names that extended far beyond the available computers. Some disciples waited patiently while studying the recorded battles displayed on the system screens.
Several cultivators gathered around a table discussing strategies.
"The Tyrant's first attack is extremely fast."
"Yes, but its turning speed is slower."
"If someone can stay behind it long enough, they might find a weak spot."
Others carefully watched the battle recordings from Han Jianyu's attempts.
The entire shop now felt like a war planning hall where cultivators analyzed every movement of the boss.
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian calmly watched the lively discussions.
The system interface in front of him displayed the latest statistics.
Active Players: 20
Total Visitors Today: 864
Spirit Stones Earned: 4,320
Lin Tian raised an eyebrow.
"Almost five thousand spirit stones already."
At this rate, the shop expansion would soon become possible.
However, the growing excitement around the Tyrant Trial was far more interesting than the income.
The boss realm had awakened a strong competitive spirit within the sect.
Every disciple wanted to become the first person to defeat the Tyrant.
Just then, the crowd near the entrance suddenly became quiet.
Several disciples stepped aside as a tall young man slowly walked toward the counter.
Many people recognized him immediately.
"It's Chen Yu!"
"The core disciple from Heaven Sword Peak!"
Chen Yu had already visited the computer shop several times before, but today his expression looked far more serious.
His eyes were fixed on the glowing icon of the Tyrant Trial displayed on the screen.
"I want to challenge it."
His calm voice immediately caught everyone's attention.
Core disciples were among the strongest members of the younger generation in the Lingyuan Sect. If anyone had the ability to defeat the Tyrant, it would most likely be someone like him.
Lin Tian nodded slightly.
"The rules are the same."
Chen Yu placed a pouch of spirit stones on the counter.
"I understand."
Without hesitation, he walked toward an empty computer and sat down.
The surrounding disciples gathered around the screen once again.
Even the cultivators waiting for their reservations moved closer to watch.
The system activated.
A flash of light filled the screen.
Moments later, Chen Yu appeared inside the ruined arena of the Tyrant Trial.
The massive battlefield stretched endlessly beneath the dark sky.
Cracked stone pillars surrounded the arena like ancient monuments from forgotten wars.
Chen Yu slowly drew the sword that appeared in his hand.
His posture was calm and focused.
"I've watched every battle recording," he murmured quietly.
"I know your attack patterns."
A deep roar suddenly echoed across the arena.
The Tyrant emerged from the shadows.
Its towering figure stepped forward slowly, its glowing red eyes burning with fierce hostility.
Inside the shop, the watching disciples held their breath.
"This might be the one."
"He's a core disciple!"
The Tyrant suddenly moved.
Its enormous body lunged forward with incredible speed.
But Chen Yu reacted instantly.
He dodged to the side and slashed toward the creature's arm.
Clang!
The blade struck the Tyrant's armor-like skin.
Unlike the previous challengers, Chen Yu immediately repositioned himself instead of retreating.
His movements were quick and precise.
He continued circling the monster while studying its reactions.
The battle grew intense.
Each strike from the Tyrant carried devastating power, shaking the ground beneath the arena.
But Chen Yu avoided the attacks with impressive control.
Several minutes passed.
The watching disciples began whispering excitedly.
"He's lasting much longer than the others!"
"He's found the boss's blind spot!"
Inside the arena, Chen Yu suddenly jumped backward as the Tyrant unleashed another powerful strike.
Then he rushed forward again, aiming for the creature's knee joint.
His sword flashed.
A deep crack appeared in the Tyrant's armor.
The creature roared loudly.
Inside the shop, the disciples gasped.
"He damaged it!"
However, the Tyrant's fury only grew stronger.
Its attacks became faster and more aggressive.
Despite Chen Yu's impressive skill, the monster eventually landed a devastating blow.
The screen flashed.
The simulation ended.
Chen Yu opened his eyes inside the computer shop.
The room remained silent.
For a moment, no one spoke.
Then Chen Yu slowly stood up.
He exhaled deeply.
"I was close."
Several disciples nodded.
"That was the best attempt so far."
"You almost defeated it!"
Chen Yu looked toward the glowing icon of the Tyrant Trial.
His expression remained determined.
"I will defeat it."
The surrounding disciples felt their excitement grow even stronger.
The boss realm had already become the greatest challenge in the Lingyuan Sect.
But inside Lin Tian's mind, the system panel suddenly flashed again.
DING.
A new notification appeared.
Boss Realm Challenge Progress: 95%
Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Interesting…"
It seemed the system was preparing something special for the moment when the Tyrant was finally defeated.
And judging by the growing determination among the disciples…
That moment was getting closer.