Inside the Cloud Mist Internet Café, the air felt heavy as every cultivator continued watching the battle unfold inside the Ancient God Battlefield. The screen displayed a chaotic battlefield illuminated by crimson lightning, shattered ruins, and thousands of spectral soldiers charging endlessly toward a single figure.
At the center of that storm stood Han Jue.
Around him, the ghostly army summoned by the Ancient War God's Dominion surged forward in wave after wave. Each spectral warrior wielded a glowing weapon forged from divine energy, and their endless regeneration made the battlefield feel like an eternal war.
But Han Jue's sword moved without hesitation.
Silver light flashed again and again as his blade cut through the spectral soldiers. Every strike shattered several ghostly warriors into fragments of crimson light.
Inside the café, several cultivators whispered nervously.
"That army never ends."
"He can't defeat them all."
Nearby, Liu Kang leaned forward excitedly.
"Hahaha… this fight is insane."
Beside him, Chen Yu remained serious.
"The army is only a distraction."
Yan Feng nodded slowly.
"The war god itself is the true enemy."
On the third-floor balcony overlooking the hall, Long Wei rested his arms against the railing while studying the battlefield.
"The domain is designed to exhaust challengers."
Beside him, Mo Tian spoke quietly.
"But Han Jue is not focusing on the army."
Inside the simulation, Han Jue sprinted across the battlefield.
The spectral soldiers closed in from every direction.
But instead of fighting them endlessly, he moved directly toward the towering Ancient War God.
The giant god stood at the center of the battlefield like a king commanding an army.
Its massive black armor glowed faintly under the crimson lightning.
The enormous war blade in its hand slowly lifted again.
Inside the café, Chen Yu whispered.
"He's attacking the war god again."
Inside the simulation, the war god swung its colossal sword downward.
The blade fell like a collapsing mountain.
Han Jue jumped sideways.
The ground exploded beneath the impact.
Spectral soldiers were crushed under the attack.
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian watched calmly as the system panel inside his mind updated again.
DIVINE BOSS COMBAT DETECTED
REALM EVOLUTION PROGRESS: 76%
Lin Tian nodded slightly.
"The war god's domain is accelerating the system's evolution."
Inside the simulation, Han Jue continued moving.
His sword flashed.
The blade struck the cracked armor on the war god's shoulder again.
The fracture widened.
Inside the café, several cultivators shouted.
"He's breaking the armor!"
Nearby, Liu Kang grinned widely.
"Hahaha! That's the strategy!"
But the war god responded instantly.
The enormous blade swept sideways.
The attack tore through the battlefield like a storm.
Han Jue ducked beneath the swing.
The sword destroyed an entire line of ruins behind him.
Inside the simulation, the war god roared.
Crimson lightning exploded across the sky.
The spectral army charged again.
Thousands of ghostly soldiers surged toward Han Jue.
Standing near the screen, Chen Yu frowned.
"This domain never stops."
Yan Feng nodded.
"It's meant to overwhelm challengers."
Inside the simulation, Han Jue suddenly changed direction.
Instead of continuing to fight the army, he jumped onto the war god's enormous leg.
The spectral soldiers attacked from below.
But Han Jue had already moved higher.
His sword flashed again.
The blade struck the cracked armor at the war god's knee.
A loud fracture echoed across the battlefield.
Inside the café, the watching cultivators gasped.
"He damaged the leg!"
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian smiled faintly.
"So the joints are the weak points."
Inside the simulation, the war god staggered slightly.
The enormous creature shifted its weight as the damaged leg trembled.
Then the war god roared louder than before.
Crimson lightning exploded across the sky.
The system warning appeared.
FINAL BOSS SKILL ACTIVATED
WAR GOD'S STORM
Inside the café, several cultivators shouted nervously.
"That sounds dangerous!"
Inside the simulation, the battlefield changed again.
The spectral soldiers suddenly began glowing brighter.
Their forms multiplied.
The army doubled in size.
Thousands more warriors emerged from the ground.
Inside the café, Liu Kang stared at the screen.
"You're kidding me."
Inside the simulation, the ghostly soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave.
The battlefield filled with enemies.
But Han Jue didn't retreat.
He ran up the war god's enormous body.
The silver blade flashed repeatedly.
Each strike landed on the cracks in the armor.
The war god roared angrily.
Its enormous arm swung upward in an attempt to grab him.
Han Jue leaped away just before the giant hand closed.
He landed on the war god's shoulder.
Inside the café, Chen Yu whispered.
"He's climbing the boss."
Yan Feng nodded.
"He's going straight for the head."
Inside the simulation, the war god raised its sword again.
But Han Jue moved faster.
His blade flashed.
The sword struck the cracked armor across the war god's neck.
Another fracture spread across the ancient armor.
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian watched calmly.
Because the battle had reached the stage where the Ancient War God was finally beginning to weaken.
And the war god knew it.
Inside the simulation, the enormous creature roared once more.
The battlefield shook violently.
The spectral army surged forward again.
The war god's sword rose high into the sky.
Crimson lightning spiraled around the blade like a storm.
Inside the Cloud Mist Internet Café, every cultivator leaned closer to the screen.
Because the Ancient War God was preparing another devastating attack.
And the final clash of the Ancient God Battlefield was approaching.