Inside the Cloud Mist Internet Café, the atmosphere had grown so tense that even the faint humming of the computers felt loud in the silence. Dozens of cultivators stood shoulder to shoulder, their eyes fixed on the giant screen showing the battlefield of the Ancient God Battlefield.
The fight had reached a terrifying level.
What began as a simple challenge inside the mysterious computer shop had now evolved into a battle between a mortal cultivator and a being that once ruled divine battlefields.
On the screen, the ruined wasteland burned under crimson lightning. The War God's Dominion still covered the entire battlefield, and the endless army of spectral soldiers continued surging forward from every direction.
But the focus of the battle had shifted.
High above the ground—
Han Jue stood on the shoulder of the Ancient War God itself.
Inside the café, several cultivators gasped.
"He climbed the boss!"
"That's insane!"
Nearby, Liu Kang grinned widely.
"Hahaha! That's the only way to reach the weak points!"
Beside him, Chen Yu remained serious.
"The armor on the neck is already cracked."
Yan Feng nodded slowly.
"If he breaks it…"
"…the war god will fall."
On the third-floor balcony overlooking the hall, Long Wei leaned forward slightly.
"The fight is reaching its end."
Beside him, Mo Tian spoke quietly.
"But the war god still has its final strength."
Inside the simulation, the enormous Ancient War God roared as it felt Han Jue standing on its shoulder.
The colossal creature swung its giant arm upward in an attempt to grab him.
Han Jue moved instantly.
He jumped away from the massive hand.
Then he landed again on the war god's upper back.
His sword flashed.
The blade struck the cracked armor across the god's neck once more.
A loud fracture echoed across the battlefield.
Inside the café, the watching cultivators shouted.
"He hit it again!"
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian calmly watched the system panel inside his mind.
FINAL BOSS STRUCTURAL DAMAGE DETECTED
REALM EVOLUTION PROGRESS: 83%
Lin Tian nodded slightly.
"The war god is finally weakening."
Inside the simulation, the Ancient War God roared louder than ever before.
Crimson lightning exploded across the sky.
The spectral army surged forward again.
Thousands of ghostly soldiers climbed the war god's massive body in an attempt to reach Han Jue.
Inside the café, Liu Kang pointed at the screen.
"Even the army is trying to stop him!"
Inside the simulation, Han Jue sprinted across the war god's shoulder.
His sword flashed repeatedly.
Every strike targeted the cracks in the armor.
The fractures widened.
The war god's enormous body trembled.
Standing near the screen, Chen Yu whispered.
"The armor is breaking."
Yan Feng nodded.
"But the war god won't go down quietly."
Inside the simulation, the war god raised its colossal sword toward the sky.
Crimson lightning spiraled around the blade.
The battlefield trembled violently.
Then the system warning appeared.
FINAL BOSS SKILL ACTIVATED
GOD OF WAR'S JUDGMENT
Inside the café, several cultivators shouted nervously.
"That sounds like the final attack!"
Inside the simulation, the war god lifted the massive sword high above the battlefield.
The sky darkened completely.
Crimson lightning gathered around the blade like a divine storm.
The spectral army suddenly stopped moving.
The entire battlefield froze.
Then the war god spoke.
Its voice echoed across the wasteland like thunder.
"You have challenged the gods."
Its burning eyes focused on Han Jue.
"But mortals…"
The enormous sword pointed toward him.
"…must fall."
Then—
The war god swung the blade downward.
The massive attack descended toward the battlefield like the collapse of heaven itself.
Inside the café, several cultivators shouted.
"Move!"
Inside the simulation, Han Jue moved instantly.
Instead of jumping away—
He jumped upward.
The silver blade in his hand flashed.
He ran directly toward the descending sword.
Inside the café, Liu Kang stared at the screen.
"He's attacking the attack?!"
Inside the simulation, Han Jue's sword collided with the war god's massive blade.
The moment the weapons touched—
The battlefield exploded.
Crimson lightning and silver sword light collided violently.
A massive shockwave blasted across the wasteland.
The spectral soldiers shattered instantly.
Ruins collapsed across the battlefield.
Inside the café, the screen filled with blinding light.
Several cultivators shielded their eyes.
For several seconds—
No one could see what happened.
Then the light slowly faded.
Inside the battlefield, two figures remained.
The enormous sword of the Ancient War God had stopped midair.
And Han Jue's silver blade had pierced directly through the cracked armor across the war god's neck.
Inside the café, the watching cultivators froze.
"He…"
"…he did it."
Inside the simulation, the war god slowly looked downward.
Crimson cracks spread across its enormous body.
The giant creature laughed softly.
"You have defeated the battlefield."
Its voice echoed across the ruins.
"You are worthy…"
Crimson light began dissolving the war god's body.
"…to stand among the gods."
The colossal figure slowly collapsed into fragments of crimson light.
Inside the Cloud Mist Internet Café, the screen flashed brightly.
ANCIENT WAR GOD — DEFEATED
For several seconds, the entire hall remained silent.
Then—
The building erupted.
"He defeated the final boss!"
"That was insane!"
"The Ancient God Battlefield was cleared!"
Liu Kang laughed loudly.
"Hahaha! That was the craziest fight yet!"
Chen Yu stared at the glowing screen.
"That realm…"
Yan Feng finished the sentence quietly.
"…was far beyond anything we've seen."
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian watched the battlefield fade calmly.
Because the system panel inside his mind had already displayed the next message.
ANCIENT GOD BATTLEFIELD
MYTHIC REALM CLEARED
And with that victory…
The legend of the Cloud Mist Internet Café had only just begun.